The two girls let their attention slide to Kay's offer, the shier girl chuckling softly at her before she makes them think they'll be eaten. Looking to each other, the brash one shakes her head. "With them gone, nobody eats their opponent. Unless they get someone new." She assured the other, which perhaps made her relax a bit. Kay finds her walk long, but a straight line and of course unobstructed. Once she got to the -- surprisingly open -- gates of the slaves quarters, blinding light introduced her to freedom. Now out into the muddy sunny day - which may rain soon, if she had to guess, she was invited to the smell and sights of a tavern-focused area, likely for visitors to stay near the arena. Of course, when spoken to by Adriaan, the girls respond. Rather the brutish one does. "For her benefit, yes." She nashed back at him. "We'll take our chances." She reiterated firmly, though the shy girl seemed like she was woed by Adriaan's charm. "Thank you.. Anyway." She spoke up, if to soften the harsh edges of her friend. The pair of them break away from the party, back deeper into the gladiator's pit, since they were being left to their own devices.<br/><br/>Adriaan at least was healed of his blue balls, right?<br/><br/>Brelia manages to pin a younger guard against the wall; causing him to flinch as she speaks to him. "Uh.. I could.. Offer some directions.?" he asked, as if unsure of her but wanting to please. "Most of the area just outside are dining and sleeping, if you go all the way to the front - all the way around the Colleseum, you'll find the trade hub. Everything else is mostly residential." He explained.