Rexthaun smiles at the wraps, and mentally makes a note to follow up on a possible disease or sickness happening, or why people were leaving with them. He scarfs down his fair share, and then as the man approaches them, he raises an eyebrow, "controlled violence?" he slowly smiles. "I like that, yes, we have on occasion. Good tidings Master Albin, I am Rex, and these are my companions, Xan, Cendrik, and Melinda, have you been spying on us?" he asks, almost in jest.