Ignoring the pile of gold for the moment, Tyrius sat down near Eliza, his dragonborn tail wrapping up over his legs and forming a coil in his lap. "We don't know that for sure." said Tyrius, "He might have said that just to torment you - look at how he knew your last name yet none of us have used it down here as far as I know." Tyrius stayed where he was for the moment, having lost all interest in the gold the moment the thief emerged from it. "We can go check on them on the way back, whereabouts do you live?"