"They get the goblin mercs to carry shit," Teja said wryly, tucking her wallet into a chest pocket of his vest, before taking her hand, bringing it up to his lips. "Let's get going before the con center gets overflowing."
They weren't even out the hotel front doors before they'd been asked for photos of their costumes. Teja, barely tolerating such a thing, seemed more in character for the trouble, but he allowed it the first time. "God, we'll be doing a lot of this today," he muttered.