He gave her a flat look, before sighing, and switching back to common. "And I suppose the armies rampaging about under her sign are part of that misunderstanding?"<br/><br/>He sighed, before pulling a bell out of his pocket and tossing it to her. "Apologies for wasting your time. You have a nice night, teacher."<br/><br/>The teifling turned and walked out of the garden, done with the meeting. He headed back to his room, to inform the group that he had revealed his actual race to the lord, so they needed to move. Just as well, they were taking too long, and near as he could tell, the group had learned nothing without his help.