Tirarian almost scowled at Corinne when she knelt, but thought better of it. The gnome often felt insulted when others addressed her so, but the Elf only had the best of intentions. "I only have my wares with me, which I could just take to his manor." The gnome leaned in a little closer and lowered her voice. "We might have need of them."
She backed up again and regained her composure "I would be honoured to come with you, I've never actually seen the place. If you don't mind, I would like to stop by my house quickly for some supplies."