"Yeah yeah, sure." Rax waves off the praise, but turns to conceal a small smile of appreciation. His good humor lasts until they reach the street outside the Glassworks, where the afternoon sun upon his dark-accustomed eyes causes him to cry out in pain and pull up his hood, scowling. "Hard to believe a place like that is sitting right beneath Sandpoint... Tomorrow we need to send in some masons, seal the place up for good. I'll sleep better."
"Not a bad idea. I'll ask Rynshinn about it." Rax agrees. "Lead on to the priest. Then we'd better send a runner to Bethana, because I'm about to eat every single meat pie at the Dragon!"