Oh good, a Templar. Lex looks up (and up, and up, although ...everyone not a dwarf is taller than he is, so that's an average Tuesday), notes the accent for Stone knows what purpose, and offers his new acquaintance a tilty, s-shaped smile that hooks up at one corner. "As a public service? To halt the high pitched distress signals."

That's why we're paying off children, yes. He's also going to answer for the cherub who, in fairness, definitely looks like she's about to ask why that is the salient point of this conversation anyway. Buying something feathery?? Maybe? "They would seem to be somewhere not passing on the knowledge that 'underwater' isn't gold's best look. That--"

Inclining his head in the direction of the now vanished thief. "That wasn't even ingenuity, just sense."