Quigo shrugs at Lili'fey.  "Suit yourself."  Then he turns and shakes his head at Lang.  "Probably not," he says.  "We'll probably send a few brothers with you tomorrow to Shrikeslee, to help Dinar deal with any sailors who wind up here."  He smiles as he notices Lili'fey moving around under the table.  "I also have a nice large dessert coming," he says.  Lili'fey quickly notices that he has a somewhat salty smell over the smell of earth.