The gnome stared at Gabriel intently as Gabriel spoke, eyes widening and then narrowing, his hand scratching his chin and his other hand his bottom. He had a smirk on his face for a moment, then a frown and a bit of a pout. The gnome seemed to enjoy changing expression and twisting his face at the two of them while thinking it over.<br/><br/>"Not fine. Not fine at all. Tall-folks cause trouble. Knights and soldiers trouble. Folks here, real folks, are scared, angry, vengeful. Yes yes, very vengeful. Want chopped-protector-soul-soup. Or hangings. Lynchings? No no, I had lunch already. Hmm." The gnome tugged a hair off of his chin then narrowing his eyes looking at Gabriel intent at the last words.<br/><br/>"Asmodeus? Then you are going to need a secure perimeter. If you are telling me the truth. Show me one proof at least, and I'll see what I can do. If you can't present that to me, you are going to have to get going."