The man reached into the sheafs of his robes, staying still like a statue, except for the movement of his arm. Eventually, his hand found purchase on a small glass bottle, which he produced slowly from his robes. A small amount of liquid remained in the bottle. The man crouched down to his knees, and placed the bottle on it's side, and then pushing it forward. The bottle rolled across the ground to the Arcarti Scout, and the man returned to his standing position. After another long pause, the man turned, and made his way back down the alley, where Maria had entered from, before exiting back onto the streets of Mullen. It wasn't until the man was well enough away that it was obvious he moved in a way as jagged as his voice was. His legs seemed unstable, as if they were supporting a massive weight, coupled with a slight twist of his torso every time he took a step. A small, but noticeable, movement pattern.