The Masalan wanted to be paid in food? Wouldn't money make more sense? Inwardly, Arufi sighed. Was she going to be stuck with this idiot? Well, hopefully she was smarter then she looked... so far, at least. Her attention swiftly turned to the old man, and his explanation of just why he needed some adventurers. The Nem allowed herself a smug smile. Here, here was someone who knew what she was! Not like that stupid drunkard... Even if he was using the full name of their race for a reason the tiny girl couldn't begin to understand. Of course, moments later, her smile faded swiftly. Something was stealing children?

"... This time, it's on me," she said, simply, "There's no way something like that's getting away with it. I'll get the kids back, don't worry."

She paused for a moment, and turned to look at the Masalan. Her expression could best be described as 'empty-headed'. Was she really an adventurer, or had she just picked up a sword thinking it was something to eat? Judging by how she wanted to be paid...

"... You can come along too," Arufi said, simply, "But don't do anything stupid or I'm leaving you behind. We can't risk those kids' lives."