"One who preys on innocents is in no place to speak of cruelties," Marrok remarked to Winnow, frowning and tapping his foot impatiently as he watched her release the captive dark elf, smirking a bit as he hears the leopard's comment to the fox. That the elf seemed no worse for the wear - aside from being rather wet - brightened his mood some, it meant not having to get someone to tend to her wounds. He stepped over, bending down and offering the dark elf a hand up. "I am Marrok, and you would be well-advised to not make threats, no matter how subtle, towards your saviors," he said, his smirk twisting into a small grin and he made no effort to hide the bulging in his midsection from his earlier meal.<br/><br/>After he's helped the elf to her feet he nods. "But! I cannot, alone, speak for what shall be done with you. This is a join effort, I shall have to discuss with my cohorts as to how to deal with you. Your offer is quite sound, but it would simply be hasty of me to accept without reaching consensus with the others, you understand. No matter how good an offer they'd be cross with me for not seeking their opinion, it's a matter of principle."<br/><br/>That their mission involved the destruction of the Crew also played a role in that, of course. There was opportunity here to be exploited and he needed to discuss that opportunity with the others.<br/><br/>"So, follow me then. My companions are back inside, tending to the wounded and dealing with that creature your captors sought to bind to their will," he then turned his attention to the leopard and his catch. "Saraphina wanted her too, for questioning I suppose, so bring her along."