The man grumbled and glared, but he didn't make any move to stop Morena from getting dressed.  He seemed jumpy and nervous, though the hands that held the crossbow were steady as they kept it aimed straight at her chest.  He didn't seem to notice her conceal her pouch, though he was careful to stay close but not too close to her.  The men didn't seem to have noticed Percy, or if they did they had dismissed him as unimportant.<br/><br/>The second man moved away from the first as he kept an eye, and a crossbow, locked on Diona.  He glanced at her exposed chest, but made no comment.<br/><br/>The silken-clad leader stared at Brin, then let out a loud laugh.  "Who did you steal those from?"  He asked with a dismissive glance at the daggers.  "Try not to hurt yourself."  He paused, an obviously fake thoughtful expression on his face, then continued.  "But I'll tell you what.  Drop the daggers, come willingly, and I'll make sure you get a fair trial."  His words rang hollow and, even to the most dense of listeners, it was clear that he was lying.<br/><br/>OOC: His bluff roll was a 1.