"After we've searched the camp up and down, I'll consider it. He said there were four, but I'd sooner trust my own caution than his word. Keep your eyes open." Glaffin then walks back to the prisoner and levels his crossbow at him from a fair distance.

"I'm looking for some folks that our mutual friend said were held captive here. You lead me to where they're kept, and I'll see about vouching for you when we get back to the caravan. You have my word on that." Glaffin gestures to Adrian to indicate who he means by mutual friend, but keeps his crossbow trained on the bandit. After the long march to the camp, he'd changed his mind about the deception, and decided that even if they found the captives dead, he'd still say a kind word for the prisoner so long as he was dealt with honestly. Some peace of mind for Adrian, and a prayer said over their graves, if the bandits even afforded them such luxury, would be all he'd take in exchange.