[It takes only the briefest of moments to put the pieces together— the panicked look on the face of the winded man's quarry is telling in and of itself, the way he ducks into the inn like his life might depend on it. He'd come here himself chasing a rumor, with perhaps the intent to look into some other business, but he would wager a fair amount of gil that the subject of that very rumor has just fled into the inn.
He gives Claude a sharp nod before he, too, gives chase, allowing the other man a moment to catch his breath.]
I'll detain him— catch up when you can!
[He's gone through the door immediately, and while Claude will miss out on the visual aspect, it would seem that he's quick enough— if the startled yelp and the sound of someone falling down the stairs and crashing into a table is any indication.
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He gives Claude a sharp nod before he, too, gives chase, allowing the other man a moment to catch his breath.]
I'll detain him— catch up when you can!
[He's gone through the door immediately, and while Claude will miss out on the visual aspect, it would seem that he's quick enough— if the startled yelp and the sound of someone falling down the stairs and crashing into a table is any indication.
Come and claim your quarry, sir.]