[ The harpy is torn between appreciating the help and being afraid to do anything that might upset the masters, probably. Meanwhile, Geralt is continuing to be antagonistic. ]

I wouldn't pay to watch your embarrassing behavior anyway, [ he tells the merchant. ] Not even saving that for behind closed doors? Right out in the open, huh?

Mind your own business or you'll regret it.

[ Bystanders are definitely more focused on Geralt and the merchant, affording Caster and his new friend whatever degree of privacy they can manage. (Perhaps skiving off to a coffee shop.) ]

Oh? Come on. I'd love to see you make me regret it.

[ A young human girl on the sidelines looks delighted, clasping her hands and loudly whispering to her friend, Do you think they're going to fight??, which prompts the merchant to go pale, though he still looks furious. ]