They've left him alone in his cell.
He can't really be said to be lucid but he has very acute instincts for when there's someone and when he's alone - it's the last of his senses to depart him - and he's alone.
And then suddenly he isn't.
She nods. "I know you like them, but - there's plenty of harm they could cause without hexing people, if they want to, or if they feel pushed into it, or just by accident. They might not, but it's not the kind of thing we can know for sure, especially this quickly."
"It's worth it anyway, but I don't like it."
"That'll help. ...If you're going to invite them here you need to warn me, they probably won't take it well if they find out you have a kobold friend."
"Sure. But I don't want to trust my - or more realistically Tirinquo's - life to that. Just warn me, it's not a big deal."