Suspicious Men

At the table the two decide to converse in a language which the hope only them know, as they begin to speak in infernal a piping hot dish gets thrusted down upon the table as a fellow demonfolk got startled by their conversation and put the groups food down with too much strength.

Kabbol looks up at her and smiles with a sign of familiarity "Are you okay my dear, I hope you are not hurt"

She nods and calms herself within a couple of breaths before apologising to the two of them and hopes that they will have a good meal. She turns and walks off to serve more customers and once she is out with ear shot the two go back to it

"its good that there seems to be more demonfolk here, I guess that rules out the theory that I'm not wanted"

"True, but then why are we being sized up and down its not as though we stand out a lot"

"Maybe its for recruitment, they know we are really strong"

Naraic laughs which trying to eat as he hears Kabbol

"Toot your own horn much? But I think most people here we can dismiss the ones that worry me are the ones upstairs" upon saying that the gaze retracted and seemed to disperse completely

"I guess we know who is so curious about us now. Also, we should decide on this first. Do you want fresh water or a hot bath?"

Naraic knew this was coming and leaned back signing as he was balancing our the options.

"I'll take the warm bath, don't really want to bathe in ice. So I'll let you go in to the bath first, while I get the room sorted"