He liked very few people, and even less people that he'd actually help out of the 'goodness of his heart.' Given his was dark and zombified. Or so he'd claim, anyway. If anything, he'd just learned being alone was safer for his particular flavor of magic and talent. That and most that did visit only had their sights set on themselves, with barley enough coin to seek their fortune.
Still her, and by extension the small merry band of heroic adventures, amused him slightly. The stories about creatures he'd never seen or had only heard whispers of and would have loved to witness with his own eyes. "Perhaps. Should I be annoyed now or later?" He offered cryptically. Ducking slightly to peer at one of the stands offering fruits and other pieces of food. Turning one over in his hands curiously.