The young alchemist-rogue paused, and tensed. Narrowing his eyes at Petra, the young man let out a short laugh. "Well, I simply do what I am hired to do. I'm a wanderer and mercenary. Though, now that I've been compromised so, I best be on my way and find another job." Shrugging casually, he watched Petra closely though. Moving a bit towards the wagons then.<br/><br/>"It seems some gear is missing though. Maybe the orcs have a stash along the treeline somewhere here? I'll look." He volunteered, as Kairi moved closer then, still in the oversized clothes.<em>"I think he might be planning a quick getaway."</em>She watched the man's back, even though he was near the edge of the clearing still.