Pedron keeps to the back of the group, keeping an eye on the beggar and an eye out for any trouble. That doesn't leave any eyes for other matters. Once they're moving, and if he thinks he won't be spotted, he draws a knife in his left hand and keeps it hidden within his cloak. He's ready to draw his rapier in his right at the slightest sign of trouble. He's about as tense as he can get, and that's pretty tense. Nice plan! Next time I need to come up with something that's less likely to get me killed. He casts a surreptitious glance over his shoulder to see if he can spot Jain and Ash.
[If he can]The idiots! Can't they hide any better than that?
[If he can't]Where'd they go? Did they ditch us? I knew I couldn't trust them!
[If he can]The idiots! Can't they hide any better than that?
[If he can't]Where'd they go? Did they ditch us? I knew I couldn't trust them!