The man seemed a bit confused at the random jumble of threat, concern, anger, and lecture coming from the dark-skinned man, but Torqua's quick interception kept the man calm, and his hand away from his sheathed sword. Feeling the dagger sheathed, once again, on his belt, he felt ready to open up to the strangers. Since Torqua was the only one of the group to actually introduce herself, he addressed her (though it was not un-obvious that his eyes kept wandering over to Ilex), and did his best to ignore Leather.
"To be quite honest...I don't completely remember. There were a group of us that came down here to track down that low-life murderer (same as you I guess), but somehow we got lost in the tunnels. I tried to find my way back, and I remember hearing animal sounds, like dogs and cats, and stuff. Then I saw a bunch of dark mist. I don't remember anything after that until you woke me up. Now, what's this about guts in my lap? And besides... why would the Lieutenant send adventurers to save us in the sewers? We ain't been down here more than an hour....right?"