Kaph can barely keep himself from rolling his eyes the moment he hears the guy talk. He knows a fop when he sees one, and boy, has he just seen one.

Despite that, the look on his face when he replies is a sufficiently-polite smirk. He's not going to risk making enemies when he's still just trying to get his bearings here.

"You figure all they wanted was to take advantage of us all along? Make slaves out of us?" The smirk sours as he considers the possibility - it could be the case, and he doesn't very much like the idea of being taken for a sucker - but after a moment, he renews it with confidence. "Well, I know for a fact there's got to be magic here somewhere, and I'm telling you, I'll find it sooner or later!"