Marcellus put on the best nonthreatening, worried expression that he could. He could sense the conflicted emotions within the warrior, and could see the signs of magic exhaustion; with any luck, he could use this to his advantage. He spread his hands even further. "I'm afraid I may have angered some fairly important people here." Technically true.  "I used the confusion in the slave district to escape-" A lie. "- but I'm afraid I won't live until dawn if I stay much longer." Another lie. "I promise not to be a burden. I can hold my own in a fight!" True. "And I have some connections; I'm sure I could help you guys wherever you're going!" True; Marcellus always repaid his debts, though he wasn't planning on sticking with this bunch for too long after they hit land. "Please, I really can't stay here." I have somewhere to be, thought Marcellus.