Undol lowered his crossbow as his ride below moved slightly. The Lilliputian ran his hand quickly back through his messed up, blond hair, realizing that some sweat had began beading up on his forehead. He knew he had not perspired from activity, but from nervousness and stress. However, the Leopardfolk seemed to be in a bad spot; there was no point to worrying about him now. The Kitsune woman seemed confident with the prey she had captured and her fox companion seemed to be occupied with her. His thoughts shifted as the Nekojin woman whose head he was riding on began to talk to about the cook worriedly.<br/><br/>He wasn’t accustomed to Mirana being so distressed – he wanted to do nothing more than to stay there and try to comfort her as soon as she began talking in her fearful voice, much like she had done years ago when she saved him. However, there was action going on in the main room from what he could hear. Comforting his friend wouldn’t mean much if everyone in here were to get ambushed by a larger force.<br/><br/>The Lilliputian’s hand ran along the Nekojin girl’s flattened ear in a meager attempt to comfort her as he began shuffling off of her head. “Just stay here, Mirana,” he said in a quiet, gentle voice as his head passed her cat-like ear that dwarfed it, “I’m going to check to see what’s going on in the bar.” As he finished those words, he lept off from his companion’s head, landing with practiced ease down on the ground next to Mirana’s foot. (standard action to jump off)<br/><br/>Undol dashed forward with a speed that seemed quite fast for his size but reasonable with his athletic physique. He ran behind the skillet Mirana had dropped earlier (move action, Cover Hide Check 1d20 + 29: 3 + 29 = 32 versus anyone new entering the room) The Lilliputian crouched to hide himself partially from view behind the frying pan, looking over towards the entrance to the kitchen. Though he had sprinted for a couple of seconds, he would need to run for about five or six full seconds to reach the door to check out the bar area, a distance that could be covered in a couple of steps by a larger person. However, Undol refused to endanger Mirana, though travelling without someone like this restricted his mobility quite a bit. She would be the first one seen if he asked her to go with him – plus, even if he weren’t concerned about her, she was in no state to do anything. He braced himself, tiny body tensing, readying to begin another dash.