It seemed the sword-swingers had finished off the last of the little miscreants. it was only now that he noticed one of them was down... Oh dear, did he just... "I'm terribly sorry!" he offers to Thorne, making as if to offer her a hand up "I didn't mean to catch you in... Uh... Alright then..." Tluian trails off as the big woman grabs and rattles a goblin. Tluian pulls a face at the little thing's slobber spraying around.<br/><br/>"Miss?" he starts, digging into his 'bosom' to clear the walnuts from there, "I know where they've laired up, Perhaps your friends will be there... along with some rather... important things to me." he pauses, smoothing the frilly ruffles of his dress, "My pants, for one/ Possibly my dignity, though after what they've done to it, I might just let them keep it."<br/><br/>He looks around "Becky? I know you're out there. You can come out, I don't think they'll mistake you for one of these lurchers." he calls to his companion, chucking a walnut at the bound goblin's prodigious head.