Madragail nodded respectfully in comprehension of the woman's lizardfolk phrase, even though he spoke not a word of lizardfolk.  He had been too lazy to study language, that was the province of other people.  "Who said I was asking for money or sex?"  He asked, placing an arm around the sisters and pulling them close.  "We are lunarians, and that means we are like family, eh?"  He asked, taking a shockingly familiar tone with the strangely hostile pair.  "Other people may try and exploit you, but not your family."  The priest said, laughing and hugging the tense travelers.  "It is sad that you have no caravan, but please, don't think I'm trying to force you into anything."  Madragail said, releasing the girls and giving them a wink as the tub filled up.  "Will you be needing any bath oils?  Some towels perhaps?"  The priest asked, eying the pair somewhat suspiciously, as if he suspected an indecent proposal might be forthcoming.