Lurel sets his tankard back on the table, though his hands remain clasped around it to stop from fidgeting. His mind is made up. They need information, after all - and he doubts that they will get much help from Padden without revealing a little about themselves.
"You've guessed right, Padden Timberton," he addresses the youth. "We did come here for a purpose, and maybe you can help us. I guess that you know this whole area pretty well?"
Lurel wonders, though, how the youth will react to this coming from him rather than Lisette or Ford whom he seems to regard as the leaders of their party...