Tabiah's immense haste ensures that when she looks up to search for Zaraknvyr to prompt him, it is almost certainly with his back pressed to the wall near the stairwell and peering up it with that malicious and unbenign gleam of paranoia in his eyes. She speaks and he nearly jumps in his skin, whipping to face her.

"Ah, that was quick. Good. You are an efficient companion."

He pulls his cloak about himself and rapidly approaches to try and leave before his horrid fantasies became reality.