[colour=Gold]“Oh! I can see it now! Cleric murders innocent little girl in a fit of rage!”[/colour] Silk turned away as if the sight of Isabelle was suddenly horrifying, her words overly dramatic but with a tone of obvious cheer. But Isabelle was right about one thing, the guards would be here soon. Though in fairness Silk was half tempted to do absolutely nothing about it. Silk was completely innocent after all. But then again so was Isabelle. Silk sighed and shook her head, already realizing that she was going to go out of her way for someone she hardly knew, or cared about. She helped Matthew pick the girl up and turned to Isabelle.

[colour=Gold]“Look, you go with Matthew here and take the girl somewhere she can rest up. Do whatever it is you healers do. I’ll handle the guards, so don’t worry about that. I have ‘some’ experience when it comes to dealing with the local flatfoots,”[/colour] Silk said in an almost nonchalant, offhanded manner as if it was really no big deal. And it wasn't, not really anyway. Be it charm, bribes or information, guards were always willing to look the other way for the right kind of incentive. Considering nothing underhand had actually taken place it should be easy enough to avoid a commotion. 

[colour=Gold]“You can buy me a drink later,”[/colour] Silk added on as she made a show of tidying up her hair and adjusting the cut of her dress.