Nayla made her way to leave, trying to keep herself away from the hobgoblin, just in case this one's sense of hearing was significant. However as she made her way towards the tarp to try and leave she saw a rather skinny looking bugbear moving towards the tent. The two hobgoblin guards, as a result placed their spears in front of them and barred the way to the bugbear. This consequentially left Nayla holding the tarp open just enough for the Bugbear to obviously notice. However because of this unfortunate event it also meant that the one called Melchiah had seen this as well and noticed the tarp was pulled aside. On its own. Meaning he had an unseen visitor. However rather than shouting an alarm he spoke in Nayla's direction.<strong>"You're letting in a draft. Come... <em>sit</em>."</strong>His last words had such a strong tone to them that didn't broker argument. With her stuck like this the few options all needed force or something far too attention grabbing. In this situation in the middle of the flesh bazaar that was as suicidal as it could get. His eyes looked upon Nayla expecting her to obey him.<br/><br/>She saw so many things as she wandered about, trying to weave her way past a potentially growing number of humanoid monsters alongside even some humans, awaiting some kind of auction. One could only guess what this was all about. Outside the bugbear found two hobgoblins staring him down. Underneath her guise, Juliet could see the tarp move slightly before he spoke. To seemingly no one in particular but he was looking in the direction of the entrance. She needed to make something up if she wanted to get in there.