Kev weakly sighs out an "Eh," at Faldar's attempt at a compliment. "Nobody cares to rob a dump. And that's fine by me." Getting up to allow his clients to talk business, he picks up his broom and drags it behind him into another room to pretend to do some sweeping.

Sitting in her chair, the elderly elf points out what may or may not be obvious, "I'm not with them." She says it with a hint of gallows humor, looking down at her crooked old legs. Finishing her work on the wooden shiv, she tests the point with a finger. It doesn't quite draw blood, so she takes out a stone file and starts sharpening the tip.