"If I tell you it won't be a secret anymore now will it" Ruuz looks up the warforged as he watched his new interest crawl all over him. All of a sudden he just realized he was pretty much sitting in front of a young child and the situation started to feel really weird. "Well it seems our friend sitting here wants to know who you are" Ruuz tells her as he tries to calm her down and get her for the most part back in her seat.
"--" Asaylia is about to speak but...
"ASAYLIA!" A distinguished, by which I mean old and bald, man has walked up to the table, and grabbed the girl by the arm. "No daughter of mine will be whoring or thieving while I am still this side of Dolurrh."
He roughly reaches into her pocket, pulls out a purse and tosses on the table. "I am truely sorry, sir."
With that, he stands her up, and begins marching her off the boat...