Siana eyed each of them in turn, not wanting to say yes but finding it unable to disagree with any particular point, especially by the one with the silver tongue. Something about him seemed familiar, but she couldn't quite place a finger on it. And, it was true, carrying Prichard out by herself would be a difficult task. Not impossible, but help would be better than none, and Prichard would certainly be a feather to carry for the larger one.
"Very well. I'll accompany you to your final destination if," she emphasized, "you'll help me see my partner to a healer once we reach the surface."
She disliked this, and she didn't trust that this was not a trap of some kind, but it was better to be with potential criminals to stop them from doing harm than to discover the next day that she had simply dangerous men and women go free to do their business. And if they were telling the truth, that they did not have any intentions of breaking any laws, she would be able to report that she saw them all their separate ways home.