<div class="floatright">(http://1-media-cdn.foolz.us/ffuuka/board/tg/image/1337/09/1337095155450.jpg)</div>Plenty of room. The snide remark at his height did not pass by the kobold who was keenly aware of the waves he'd made. Whilst some of the ones who now shared the room seemed to be addle-brained with only porridge where their gray matter should be, others might have a little more acument. His gaze passed over the newcomers; one seemed as soft-headed, but the other... his eyes rested on Dylan for a moment before continuing to track an invisible fly and resting upon the floor of the chamber. The other one needed to be watched out for, an eye kept on him. He smelled of danger and blackpowder, and Tiktik was certain that his hide would be sold and his life lost if the man could profit in any way from his demise. A clawed hand slipped down, feeling the grip of his double-barreled pistol as he touched it and was reassured at the rough texture.<br/><br/>He watched the others file out and slinked amongst them, lost in the crowd as he wove agilely between suddenly-open legs that closed behind him mere moments later. Barely heard and seen even less far below the height of the others, he left the building. He had heard tales of steamhouses, baths and other places where filthy mammals who tended to sweat got clean, but no, he had no need for that and kept quiet. A shadow passed by him and a shape flitted above--a desert bird at first glance, but upon very close examination and a few moments of quiet one could spy the whirling servos and bright ball bearings that served for eyes. He nodded at the bird as it landed nearby before nodding again towards the sky. Bright wings flapped twice, black as a raven's, and the bird took off once more to scout ahead. He needed to prepare before they left, and that would take time...<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It was the next day when he returned, overly early but ready for anything. Supplies and all manner of tools and instruments adorned his bandoleer while the techmaturgic device that allowed him access to more eldritch arts rested upon one wrist while the other hand was free to go for the gun holstered at his waist.