"Thank you, it is an honour to serve in the kleronomos basileus' army; now I shall return to the rest of my men before setting off to join"
Hermokrates' retainer returns and whispers something to Hermokrates, he then nods and both exchange their places, Hermokrates then turns to speak to the rest of the council
"This is Xanthippos, my retainer, he shall be representing me while I am away"
with that Hermokrates leaves the council chambers and mounts his horse