Sabef gingerly takes Turi's hand, and comes to his feet. He doesn't meet his helper's eyes, and his fear hasn't eased very much. He casts a side glance at the darkened alley. The former street urchin knows that look perfectly well, the look of someone who's calculating his chances to bolt and lose himself in the maze of streets, hoping never to be seen again. Turi coldly assesses that the guide, with his perfect knowledge of the city, would have a half-decent chance, too. But, after this fleeting moment of hesitation, he shakes his head, and responds. "I've paid plenty already, thank you. And she's probably right - he nods towards Sunset - if I hadn't been able to give them the information they wanted, I would be dead by now. I'll go with you."