Chester
*Calico shrugged off their displeasure with her typical cavalier attitude. The sellsword took the lead, walking ahead down the road.* "I did thank you, I acknowledged your splendid job of misdirecting the enemy."

*She hummed a marching tune and seemed dangerously close to singing, which was a torment neither of the others likely wanted to endure.*
Jennifer
*He looks to the centaur, brows lightly raised,* "Are you certain you would want to escort the hooligan? Given her demeanor and apparent lack of tact or self preservation, I would assume her to be only too willing to use you as a meat shield again."

*No minced words there really, neither did the man seem bothered to acknowledge Calico again.*
Alfred
"I'm not entirely certain myself, my sir. But what I *Am* Certain of is we are heading towards town. If the madam decides to head in the same direction, then I shall join her in any conflicts along that road. Beyond that?"
*The centaur stamped his hooves as he began a slow trot down the road, waving to Victor to keep up.*
"I shall have no part in an outlaw's escapades, no sir."