The tiefling sniffed for a bit and hissed for a moment. "Big joke indeed...but how can we trusst you, mmm girly? I sstill don't, I'll tell ye that, but if the otherss can I'll let you be for now." He turned to the others, but kept one hand on his belt, mostly out of habit but the message was clear. "Being born a tiefling makes you wary of everyone, mind ye. If you two ssay sshe'ss fine then I'll let 'er be, but if sshe doess ssomethin' weird, sshe'ss mine." he hissed as he then turned and headed up a few stairs. "We besst go upsstairss before guardss come..." he said simply, leaving out the bit of info that he too still needed a change but it was implied.

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