Breakwater By Evening
Florian has something the other characters, for all their skills, do not. Yet. Local trust and reputation.
Even people who don't know him know of him, and the feelings towards him, especially by the younger generation of Masillea and especially by the poor and working classes, tends to be good.
It's unusual in a way. After all, he is a faun, and elsewhere a faun might expect to acquire some suspicion, of the "not one of us" kind. But here, the "not one of us" roles are all filled enthusiastically by the Orcs. They abuse everyone else, presumably fauns included (or else why would Florian have been a servant to a trading house?). So here in Masillia, "they" are Orcs and "us" is pretty much everyone not an Orc, and not working for Orcs.
As Florian is the only Faun in town, there's no question of his identity. Even among people who don't know his name (most of the city). To very many people here, he is absolutely, positively known as "the Faun, you know, the one that works for House Palantus".
So after some mental deliberation, the Lantern Boy decides he can set it up. He thinks he can, at least.
"Yeah, she'd want to meet you," he says, sounding like he's saying it to reassure himself. "You know you can't be seen, though. Can you come back here tomorrow? Mid day? Find me, and we'll go to the Beach Market, and that's a good place not to be seen. It's crowded."