Kinn took a deep breath as he saw the names, who would have to fight who. The mage looked over at the gnome he would have to fight and bit his lip. The stout being looked tough, and he had several grenades and even a gun. Kinn knew somewhat about guns and the like, and he knew how to defend against him, but the mage wouldn't have wanted to fight anyone, guns or no. There had to be a way out of this, there always was an alternative to fighting, at least in Kinn's experience. Maybe this time he would have to fight, but he still wouldn't give up, he would find a way not to fight.
He nodded at the fey woman next to him as she wished him luck. "To you as well," he replied, but his mind was still on a way to get out of here.