No idea where he is. In trouble. Or in the skooma, most likely.
The old fellow in trouble again, eh? He has a number of bad habits -- like forgetting to pay the Man in a timely manner. I don't know where he is. But he hangs out at the South Wall Cornerclub. Ask for him there.
That old sugar tooth? I'm not sure where he's living now. But ask Bacola Closcius, the owner... he'll know.
He's okay. Sour. A worrier. But he knows his job, and leaves us alone to do ours.
Caius is a dear friend. Like me, he admires the best traditions of the Temple, charity for the poor, education for the ignorant, protection for the weak. He is a Westerner, but he has come to love our land and our people. But like me, he distrusts the arbitrary power of the Ordinators, and like the Dissident priests, he suspects the Temple is hiding something. He serves the Emperor, but he also loves Morrowind, and he sees the failing virtues of the Temple as a threat to Morrowind's political stability.
I don't know what your business with him is, but be careful. Caius Cosades may appear to be a pathetic old man, but don't judge by appearances. Some people made that mistake a while ago, and now they're not with us anymore.
The old greyhair gobbles sugar like scuttle. Chirranirr is surprised he still walks. But it doesn't affect him. That is the mark of a long-time user.
Interesting old fellow. Been in Balmora a long time, since before the District reorganization. Been in some trouble, but he apparently knows some people. Goes off for a while, then comes back. He's a veteran, I think -- has friends over at Fort Moonmoth. Don't know where he gets his money, but I wouldn't be surprised if it wasn't legal.
I'm just an old man with a skooma problem.
I'm the Imperial Spymaster for Morrowind. And, since I'm the ranking Blades agent in Morrowind, you report to me. You follow orders, and we'll get along fine.
Caius has gone back to the Imperial City? He says he's been recalled? I wonder. I never know what he's thinking. I think he's involved in something secret, something dangerous. I was hoping he might help us. Now he's gone. I don't know what to think.