Still chucking to herself, she holds up a finger to tell him to wait and cups her other hand around her ear. For the bit.

At first there's no sound, but then the clanking of steel-booted feet tromping up the street starts up like a marching band and gets louder as they approach. Four city guards pass the alley and barge into the tavern to break up the ruckus, and Athessa points her staying finger after them.

"That's why. Did you know there's a bounty on those two mercs?"