It's probably a good thing that there is a striking, engaging individual in this hovel, because otherwise there might have been an immediate problem with missing trinkets. There are so many things in here that are obviously begging to be touched, and rags looking to be added to the collection. But Phalanx only has a moment or two to glance over the possibilities before their attention is drawn toward the star of the show.

They don't look quite as spooked as when they'd spotted the drum-playing woman, but there's apparently something about this person that is causing some anxiety in them as well.