Still partially wet from dunking the naked catgirl, Alsten stalks down the stairs, giving the appearance of being angered, though his true feelings were much different. With each step, echoing woodenly through the inn, he glares at the catgirl, only smiling and winking at her and his companions when his back is to the rest of the bar patrons. Almost apologetically he resumes his former angered expression, "Damned kittengirls, need to get them broken in properly, but that will be for later, " as he takes off his tattered cloak and passes it to the scared little kittengirl, before pulling her close, "gotta at least get her tail dry, it'll get wet soon enough. However, it's time for dinner, ladies, how is the food?"<br/><br/>It's obvious to his allies at this point that he has been acting the ass, hoping to create some sort of perceived rift that the locals would pursue his companions, long enough to provide decent information about their destination, however who knows how well it's worked. Though he still retains the desire to break in the kitten girl once retiring for the night.