Larry
"Can't say I am."*She replies as she went back to following after Raylen while idly assessing the uniform. The Naga returned her back up to her face as it seemed like they were just about leaving.*"What's it about?"
Gregory
"I wouldn't blame you. Our organization focuses on noble houses, rather than people of your... Lineage."
*As the two continue to walk, the crowds around them begin to thin. Booths become farther spread out, more sparse, and the light dims as residential buildings climb the sky and block out the sun*

"We are simply an organization that provides our sponsors with labor. Whether that may entail cooking, cleaning, or even combat. Servants, if you will."
Larry
"Oh... Is that so?"*She said towards the first thing. Kaori's eyes narrowed at the comment towards her lineage. Folding her arms behind her causally, she allowed her hands to slip into her sleeve and gently ran a finger along the hilt of her dagger. The Naga continued walking regardless, deciding to follow along in conversation.*"So you're a maid that specializes in both servant work and fighting, hm? Didn't realize there was a need for that, but I guess they'd get more of their money's worth from it."
Gregory
"Quite so. I believe this is your stop?" 
*Raylen mentions as the pair come onto what seemed like a plaza. Streets branching off in four separate directions, including the one they'd arrived from.*
"You asked me to lead you out of the market. I've done so."
Larry
"Yes, appreciate it."*She said, allowing her arms to go lax.*"Guess I'll see you around, if at all anyways."*The Naga turned away and headed off.*
Gregory
"If fate wills it." 
*She offers Kaori a curtsey before she turns her back, heading in the opposite direction.*
"The master should still be asleep by now..."