Orin did what all halfings would do hearing the rage of Elias, he moved to the other side of Sir and the half-orc. He gently placed a hand on each of their legs, so they knew he was there. Orin did not care for angry lizard-folk. They tended to hit things till the problem went away, not very civil. Some things really were best worked out of a big meal, a hot cup of tea, and a good nights sleep.
Orin made a little smile at the few guards that were still watching him like a hawk.
"Sirs, might I recommend that we move our introductions elsewhere, like a lunchen table." He gently drew their attention to one of Elias' men still watching Vergu intently. "I don't think we are safe here," Orin said. By which he meant, He didn't feel safe here.