The orc is a big, brawny bruiser and under normal circumstances probably wouldn't be dragged along behind someone Ming's size. However, at this point, he's got the choice of fighting to get away from a priceless treasure and a bunch of beautiful women or get dragged around a little bit. "Right, fair," grunts the orc as he joins next to his compatriot, giving him a suspicious look. "And it gives me a chance to keep an eye on you." The elf continues to mumble his prayers as the orc turns back to Ming, looking her up and down with a new appreciation.