[Oh the prettiest thing there, wow that's definitely not something a charming worker of the night would say in order to bring in more clientele at all, no way... Anders raises an eyebrow much to this effect, but he lets it go; maybe he should stop revealing how many brothels he's been to in his time before it's him who walks away with the funny reputation.

But still, dude. It sounds how it sounds.]

Whatever you say. [ahem, alright,] As for this place... I don't trust it.

[shocking twist.]

I've never known any place to be so ready for refugees as this— Hell, I've never known a place to want refugees. I'm surprised we haven't been shuffled off to the slums and outskirts. Makes me wonder who does get left there.

["have you seen the slums anders" he doesn't need to see them to assume they a) exist and b) suck immeasurably!!]