[Like herding cats in this place, he swears. Still, he doesn’t seem to be particularly bothered by the response, just coming to a stop and resting gnarled wooden knuckles on his hip.]

A bit different I would think, although I had the blessed luck ta not run into any when my old troupe was travelin’. Those ones’d lead ya straight into trouble. Hers seem a bit less of a bother. How about yerself? They a familiar sight for ya?