The three women glance at each other, and Valen gets the distinct feeling that they're having a discussion without him. Of course, there's not much he can really do but wait... until finally, the black-haired human woman leans forward and gives the Elf a wicked grin.<br/><br/>"My sisters and I were attempting to commune with our Patrons, so that we could ask them for aid.<em>I</em>think there's a reason you came knocking on our door when you did..." The human's green eyes flicker mischievously, and she waves a hand at her siblings. "Of course, they're not quite convinced. So before we go telling you anything, how about you sell them for me. Why are<em>you</em>in town, Mr. Nosy Valen?"<br/><br/>Judging by the way she crosses her arms and leans back into the chair, the wizard can tell that she's already made up her mind about him... but even as she's sitting back, the other two are leaning forward. The half-elf especially seems to mistrust him... but the silver-haired elven woman just looks like she's studying him in silence.<br/><br/>"Oh!" The human smiles and leans forward again, and wiggles an admonishing finger in Valen's direction. "Just so you know, I have our Voice at the moment, so they can't answer any questions... but they won't be able to interrupt, either. The ball is, as they say, in your field."