Diane
*Grinning slightly, Nelar grabs his shirt and starts to put it on.*

"Yup, we can move on now. Just wanted to hear you saying those last words."

*Robins little outbreaks were common of course, with Nelar not really minding them and choosing evasion over confrontation. 
But when this Bosmer leans himself to far out of the Mimimi-window, even a quite calm being like him is tasked with not taking it. 

The fact that he proved his point wasn't really able to hide the fact that it was freaking cold and Nelar had to pack his back again, which he started right away. 

While fiddling with his backpack he looked at Robin, still having the happy grin on his face.*

"So. What's next? Back to Solitude it is,"
Ken
*"'Back to Solitude..?'"* 

Robin repeated those words and his eye twitched with an irreplaceable annoyance. How can he think about going home during such a crisis?! "Are you mad?! We can't just *Leave!* I've been robbed— how can you even think to go home right now when my coin purse has been stolen?!" 

He stomped his boots again, each stomp fast and loud as his heels dug in the wooden steps beneath him. He tugged at his ears and pulled as he groaned, "I can't believe you right now! First, I had to pay for that stupid carriage ride! Secondly, I lost my coat and now I'm freezing! Thirdly, I should've been paid at a more reasonable and deserving price for that painting! And guess what—it doesn't even matter now because that man played me for a fool! *So wipe that stupid grin off your face."*
Diane
*He crosses his arms, still grinning.*

"Weren't you just concerned about people staring at us? Right now they seem quite entertained..."

*Nelar waved at two villagers watching the scene, who quickly start to look busy after being detected by the Dunmer.
Soon after he rejoins the conversation.*

"Well, if we need to find the purse we should talk to the innkeeper, right? So back to the weapons it is... *Nelar again took grip on one of his axes and walked towards the inn entrance.*
Ken
He immediately lowered his head in embarrassment as Nelar waved back towards the nearby villagers with such nonchalance! The absolute audacity his assistant had! He gritted his teeth with a heavy grimace; "Shut. Up. You're the one causing a scene.." 

He clutched the sides of his blouse and huffed at the proposal. "The innkeeper is no help, don't bother. I already asked where the man had gone and all I received was a shrug! She's useless.." His shoulders sunk with defeat as he suddenly caved and sat on the ground. *"I can't believe this*.. Are you sure *You* Don't have it?! Maybe you misplaced it?" He glanced up towards Nelar hopefully but deep down he already knew the Dunmer's answer.
Diane
*He was about to open the Inn door before AGAIN he was blamed for his boss not being able to understand the scamming ability of the Aldmer-Fetchers... Nelar turned around in a swift motion...*

"With all due respect... If you ask me one more time if I have your purse, I'm going to run around this cold little town as the gods created me and scream for your purse to please come by immediately. And we both don't want that, right? 

Let me talk to this Innkeeper. This is not Whiterun. There can't be so many visitors here that she wouldn't be able to tell us something."