Nevin slowly raised a hairless eyebrow at Sketch and shook his head. "I've been in, friend.
Had some business to take care of within the city. I've had my fill of the city for the moment, I need to breathe in some clean air. Things are a bit hectic within." Strange, he hadn't had any troubles getting into the city before. Perhaps because he'd stated he was an alchemist? No matter - he'd been in, taken care of that damnable thing for the time being, and could get some fresh air outside before having to returning into the city.
"They do assign me responsibility for helping save many lives - but is it not any would do?
They'd done no harm to me, and I lived in the city so would I not seek to aid them?" Wasn't that what anyone would do? Help the people in the place where they lived? If nothing else, that would hurt his business, as the people bought from him. And Goblins were never good for customer bases.
The glowing eyes were a bit strange, true, but the man didn't seem to be honest with them. And he seemed to have knowledge of what Sketch was looking for, so that was a good thing at the very least.
