Filibert's typically congenial air is dampened somewhat by the sight of the stretchers, each bearing the body of one of Sandpoint's townsfolk, arrayed outside the ruined Glassworks. After a moment of sadness, the halfling blinks and swallows back his sorrow; a somewhat more grim and determined expression takes its place.

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"You know the way to man's heart, Alma," he winks. "Two loaves, please, and two of those meat tarts, if you have any!"
Filibert suddenly grins wolfishly, and he calls out, "And two more for me 'n' Growler! He's more'n earned a little somethin' for his hard work today."

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"We never got a chance to thank you after the attack at the Swallowtail festival," Crade Hambley says. Lis nods and says a simple "Thank you."
Filibert smiles broadly at the two. "You're welcome. It was just the right thing to do."

Otherwise, the halfling and his canine steed take a position at Gilraen's right hand when speaking to Father Zantus, and he nods his assent regarding the charge to inform the mayor of the day's happenings.