Cale raised an eyebrow at the boy suddenly taking a swig of his drink. Whoever this kid was, he clearly didn't have any manners, and by the way he was talking it sounded like he might have a few different issues altogether. Cale poured himself some more milk and gently pulled the glass further away from the boy while nodding at the woman who had just returned.

"They'll show up soon enough. Name's Cailan. Friends call me Cale.": Cale said, nodding at the woman and boy both to see if they would drop their own names. Before they answered though he looked back at the door that had been broken earlier. The other girl, the one that was definteily an adept, had run off to get her sword fixed and now the boy had come back. If guards were going to question them, he hoped that her story was going to be the same as theirs otherwise there might be trouble.

"That girl was an adept. Are you guys...?" Cale asked, flicking his fingers a bit as if to pantomine some form of spell casting.