Wilstaff frowns, and scratches his chin.

Gosh, that's tough. On the one hand, I've only known you a couple days, and you're a criminal kingpin who indirectly tried to have me killed once already, in a way. On the other, he's a merc I've known for one day who no doubt wouldn't hesitate to kill me for the right price. You gave Bennett and I a kickin' ensemble. He bought us dwarf booze. Hmmmm, that is a thinker...Bennett? Opinions?

The skeleton looks on.

I agree. We already have too much stuff to carry, and having this place around to dump unneeded equipment is nice. Also, I think this is the first place I've ever felt like I belonged. No one minds my chattiness, or Bennett's tendency to reference works of fiction from other planes of existence. Besides, it seems like real dirty pool if he or the Watch tries to stick you when this Skulk hunt is really a public service.