*with a startled expression, Gregor would recoil from the man before quickly regaining his composure.* "M..M.. Me? I'm just here to... To..." *Gregor would stand, dumbfounded for a moment as he pondered the man's question.* "I... I am just travelling through, although now that you mention it am rather fond of money." *Gregor sheepishly replies with a half-hearted smile*. "Might you be able to direct to the nearest tavernkeep so that I might rest my weary feet and take heed of any job ventures?" *Gregor would then thank the man for his warm welcome and begin making his way through the bussling streets to where the man had directed him.*
