Marric arches an eyebrow in surprise to see that the hidden goblin is a) in chains, and b) female. Come to think of it, he's never really seen one before... but he probably shouldn't be too surprised that they're out there. The question, though, is whether or not the little creature can be trusted.<br/><br/>After a moment, though, the wanderer sighs and walks over, kneeling down and fiddling with the keys he'd picked up from the goblin's corpse.<br/><br/>"No kill you, ma'am, and no kill me." He says with a tired half-chuckle as he tests out the first key in the manacle. If not that one, he'll try the others- until he finds the one that works. "An' everybody goes home and gets some rest. Those other little buggers seemed ta be carryin' teeth, too, if ya wanted 'em."<br/><br/>Once the little "lady" is free, Marric stands back up and stretches.<br/><br/>"You need me ta walk you back somewhere, Miss, or can you get there on your own?"<br/><br/>As he speaks, he sticks the coin pouch into his cloak, and checks the rabbits to make sure they're still good. After a moment, he grabs the leathers as well, and strings them together over his shoulder before turning his attention to the little goblin-woman once more.