Porthos poked his chin with a finger as he contemplated the answer. He took a deep sniff and got the last remnants of the smell of their gnoshed grub.

"Shibby," he answered decisively. He paused because he had to figure what else to say. These girls looked a little expectant of an info drop. "Didn't have to go aggro to get out. Came out in my best baggies. Get to go around and chillax. It's all goo-ood."