Namor nearly balked at Doom's asking price for the mercenaries, but bit his tongue. Namor could go looking himself, but it was likely that his inquiries would could be traced, and if they were, Frost would not need more than such to guess his intent.
The phrasing of Doom's question, however, gave Namor something to work with.
"Seven thousand standing, at current, with three thousand more than can rapidly ready." Namor says.
He asked for armed forces, and I have supplied them.
When Namor heard the price of the necessary devices, he almost laughed.
"And I suppose you'll hold on to this favor until such a time as it is conveniently inconvenient for me? As long as it does not directly, or indirectly harm my people, I will agree to this favor.
After all, these devices will not be turned on you, and we have an non-aggression pact between our nations at this time." Namor says.
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