Swamped

The paper is especially thin, and fragile. It seems as though it would be better for wiping up spills than writing on. Perhaps if you were too cheap to buy a proper cloth.

So that gives you two thoughts. Why would someone use this flimsy paper to write a message, and who would even have this sort of paper in the first place?

But you don't have answers to either question right now. So perhaps it's another matter to bring up with the informant. Time to head to that meeting, so you make your way towards the kitchen.

The person concealing a sword seems to glance your way briefly as you head there. You're not sure what to make of that, other than that you should be on your guard.

Once you're inside, the informant looks around carefully, and then says something you weren't expecting.