Lily fell into step beside Korick. "I had a feeling as much. Gabriel trusts you, and if you trust your friend, I'll be satisfied with him watching after Arafaer." She glanced over her shoulder at the distant form of the man in armor, her brow furrowed. "Who is that man? Something about him is...not right." She didn't expect any arguments on that point, between the hobo's bird freaking out and the persistent stench.