Ah, but I am interested! He ought to be able to tell his own story. [The bright-eyed middle-aged man, practically wagging his own tail (if he had one), doesn't really look like he could hurt a fly... The duality of man, or something like that.]

[But the clamor beside them is getting louder as more people take the NPC bait and dive into combat. Chibi just casts an eye towards the door, hands lighting blue again.] But first, since you are armed now, we ought to get out of here. Unless you want to stay?