Devaguea swore, mostly at himself, before moving to the front of the party. "They are greeting me. You all can wait here, I will treat with them."<br/><br/>Done preventing the party from murdering his most loyal minions, he quickly winged forward, chattering with the scouts as he waited for the tribe chief to come out. He couldn't squeeze into the tunnels as readily any more, so it was more polite to wait. He did have the others move a bit back, keeping the two groups from antagonizing something unintentionally.