"Grand." Callie says as she quickly, and with experienced ease, strips him and trusses him up in his underwear. She wrinkled her nose at the smell of his unwashed body. "Couldn't be the one with a nice ranged weapon or a small little pack of goodies like a thunderstone or such could he?"<br/><br/>She pulls on his jacket, checks his shoes and shakes her head. Too big. "Blast." She stays as she stuffs a particularly nasty sock into his mouth and then uses the other for a gag.<br/><br/>"Which do you want?" She asks her companion as she looks over the guard.