Elin blinks disbelievingly at her for a second, then breaks into a broad grin. " - wow. Right. Okay, if we can raise Irabeth then Anevia can probably go out with you, then you've got a paladin and an archer and maybe a bit of a wizard, we're not going to do better than that. Let's bring this to Rathimus, then."

"Shall we go talk to the thief while they do the Raise?"

Yeah. - please neither of you tell anyone about the jewelry, it's in my pockets to begin with so I won't look quite so lootable. Diamonds aren't valuable where I was but I didn't happen to be wearing many today - unless it's okay if they're other colors? can you ask the cleric?

"I'll ask," Elin says. "- and of course. I won't say where we got it."

Thanks. It's just it's such a long, complicated story - not really time to get into it anytime soon.

And off to meet the thief.

"I'm an innocent man. I had nothing to do with it."

So, that seems possible, and I can check. I don't want to pressure you to let me read your mind, but I don't actually have the authority to unilaterally let you out on my own recognizance, just recruit you if you read sincere.

He blinks rapidly. "Can you say that again but less paladin-y."

I can read minds. I'm not doing it right now. I don't like doing it without permission, and it's a lousy sort of permission that's done in exchange for things like not being in prison. However, that's all I am presently offering.

Okay I may possibly have some of the stolen property but I still don't want to die here while the city's overrun by demons. It's not like the jewelry shop owner needs it anyway. I think Irabeth'll let me go with you if you tell her you want my help.

Will you give back the stolen property?

It's my grandfather's! It's mine by rights. And I don't even know if the jewelry store owner is still alive, and he sure doesn't need one more fancy thing in his store with a hundred of them!

Well, do you need it?

Yes! 

To get you out of this cell with its return or for some more pressing reason?

It's mine. It was my grandfather's. It's the only thing I have from my family. I couldn't just have it sit in a shop window for some rich guy.

How'd it get there if it belonged to your family?

I don't know! I hadn't seen it in years. It went missing - was stolen, probably - when I was just a kid. And then - there it is, in the window. Really I was just retrieving my own property.

I can see the argument. I guess this isn't really the time to get into the weeds on that. You're serious about helping out with various post-demonic-invasion errands and want to let me read you about it?

Yeah, I'll help you out. I'm not in the market for more enemies, and I haven't got anywhere to go. - my crew thinks I ratted them out about the jewelry shop heist. 

Can you confirm very explicitly that it is okay if I check.

- yes! I said okay!

Thanks.

She checks.

He has been assuming she was reading his mind this whole time! He isn't planning to run off at the first opportunity, entirely because there's no where to run off to and psions are scary!

...I guess that's good enough for a temporary thing. Uh, I really wasn't reading your mind except to translate what you said, before.