Though Gurdan does not know why Alexia has drawn her sword, the fact that one of his fellows is on high alert is enough for him.
"Best do what she says," Gurdan says, thumping his warhammer threateningly against his shield.
Before Gurdan can act, and after the 'forged goes for the bait and goes down in a blaze of failure, Gurdan let's out a great belly laugh. "Oh, oh, that was good!" he says, wiping tears of mirth from his eyes. "Quick! Get a new decoy, and let's see how many other Warforged want to sell us 'cleaning supplies'." More laughter. "Ah, ah." Gurdan grabs his belly in pain from all the laughing.
"Someone might want to check out the body, if we can get to it," Gurdan says.