The boy still nervous as can be says. "Adran sent me. Said you were poking around down town. I was supposed to see who you were with and maybe if you had enough money to be worth negotiating with."
The his voice becoming more whiny than conversational he adds. "Come on if you guys let me go I won't tell him you spotted me. I will just tell him whatever you want."
Tieronar pats the boy on the head.
"No, no. Don't lie to your boss. Tell him we saw you. Tell him we spoke to you. You can leave out the part about use catching you. Then pass on this message. We are here to stop an epidemic. As long as Adran and his bois don't interfere with us, or the people we are dealing with, then there is no reason for us to be at odds and we will be out of his hair."
Tier squats down to stare the boy right in the eyes, smiling to reveal his own sharp teeth.
"Make sue he understands the part about not messing with the people we are dealing with. Let us do our job, and nobody has to get hurt and he can go on making a profit."
The Brinchie reaches down to cup the scout's scrotum through the trousers, extending his claws just enough to penetrate the cloth and prick the skin.
"Otherwise, we will be forced to take more dramatic actions."
Tier brings his paw up to the scout's face, letting one extended claw brush against the rogue's eyebrow.
"And that will end up with a lot of your boys ending up as mangled corpses in the harbor."
He lets go of the boy and stands up.
"IS there any misunderstanding about that?"