"Bah, the old goat was after me, too, and I'm a very 'non-interference' sort, myself. Live and let live, I say, though no gods will help you if you hurt me or my own." He grins, suddenly, rising along with everyone else, ready to make their way out, Aviendha jumping, slightly, when Cayden passes close to her, shooting him a scowling glance, which he returns with a laugh. "Unless you'd care to join me for a few rounds of drunken debauchery, I must be off; there are bored succubi out there, after all."