The women get up, fairly simultaneously. The woman in red is the last to stand. The woman in black is the first. They each make their way up the stairs to the room they came from, exposing their backs momentarily.
Supposing nobody comes to blows and you leave, you'll find your weapons in a well ordered setup just outside of the room. It seems someone did at least touch them, moving them to fixed positions, but they all look fine.
A small goblin female comes up towards the group as they exit. She's dressed in black leather, from the neck down. A number of buckles, pouches, pockets, and straps cover her armor and clothing. It looks like she could have any number of hidden blades or tools, and her full suit must take an hour to ratchet, button, and snap into place. "Are you the dragon thieves? I'm Jesme, I was told to help you in whatever you need. I'm not usually prone to this kind of work, but they tricked me into it. I was told that you might need to get into the dungeons sometime? If that's the case, you can count on me."
She seems honest, dull, and a bit disheartened. She has a rough appearance, but for a goblin she's in better shape than most.