And at that point a whole bunch of conversation happened at once. The two that followed her wanted to get their points across clearly: They were going to keep following Evyrless and they (hopefully) wouldn't harm her. The big one seemed too thick to lie and the one with bloody antlers didn't care enough about any of this to lie either. Stacey here was just getting completely overwhelmed with the exchange from what she could tell, the poor thing. It made sense, the Blightwaters come from a dingy farming village that Evyrless almost wished she never visited. But the pay for that job was good and the company was... surprising. And of course, the kid [i]literally[/i] explodes onto the scene just as she was going to interject somewhere in this situation. 

Okay, one at a time. "You," she pointed at Mal, "Follow me all you like, but cross me and you'll never see my cute ass again."

"I don't know about you," she then turned to Wren, "But if you're in the business of hijinks and tomfoolery then I could use a shapeshifter."

Evyrless looked over and tickled Stacey's necklace. "We'll talk later, but if I know Blightflowers then I know you'll be a good healer." Looking her over and sizing her up, Evyrless says, "As well as something to distract the guards with."

"And kid, if you're going to show off, at least cut off the lights. We don't want [i]more[/i] people following us eternally like Rocky and Bullwinkle over here."