Oz placed himself in the way and raised a hand to keep Zelriane from moving forward. "I've got no problem advisin'. This is not my land, though." He tilted his head to the side, keeping an eye on the trespasser. "I'll save you some effort."

The laborer raised his voice to be heard by the owner. "Joshua! We have a guest here looking for a book!"

Oz turned back to face Zelriane. "We're just about to take a break too, so we can get you along your way quick." Though he acted polite in a defensive way the thought definitely crossed his mind to slam the man over the head while he wasn't looking and remove him.

"I can walk you over, no problem." Oz pointed the way to the front of the house and risked a passing glance at the tools strewn against the building.