Abel scratches his head a few times after hearing Mohan's response. "Ah, pardon me, Mohan.." he says. The whirring in his backpack stops with an abrupt click. When prompted to answer, he blinks twice and waits a few moments, trying to remember what he was supposed to say. His eyes widen after a few seconds, and opens his mouth as if to say something, but only a "Hm?" comes out instead. His attention shifts from the Halfling to the two young faeries that had just entered the alleyway, one standing behind the other. Abel clears his throat briefly as his smile returns. "I'm Abel. Nice to meet you guys."