The rest of the group was fairly clear on their roles, so there was little left to say before they all got into position. Malithus' pack moved around the shop to watch any exits, but made sure not to make it obvious that they were doing so. The streets were more crowded than the previous night, which made it easier for them to find places among the crowd where they would not draw attention to themselves. Although, it would also make it more difficult to tell if any of Vile's hunters or the Thalmor were also on approach. 

Nevertheless, everyone who was joining Sabine followed close behind her. Kaleeth had her helmet in her bag, a blade on one hip, and a mace on the other. While she usually carried her shield with a center grip, she had buckled it to her arm for simple convenience while in the city. She kept her expression blank for fear of seeming too friendly, or too threatening. Either extreme would call more attention to her than she wanted at the moment. Colors was also going in with Sabine and Kaleeth, though he was mostly just going to stay back and only comment when needed. The Breton would have an easier time empathizing with Sabine, so she would have a better chance of getting through to him. 

A bell rang above the door as the group stepped into the shop. Of course, the sound of heavy metal boots would have been enough to draw attention to the door even without it. The shopkeeper's eyes were immediately drawn to the group, particularly Kaleeth. But, adventurers were not terribly uncommon in the city, so he treated them as any other customers. "Welcome. Feel free to browse, and tell me if you see anything you like." He greeted. There were two other customers browsing the clothing, so Sabine would have to convince the shopkeeper to speak to her in private without making it obvious to the customers that he was a Talos worshiper.