(GM) Suppose it is

Contested sociability. 1d20=19+0 vs 1d20=16+1=17. Success)

Twiggy considers it for a moment before finally agreeing. "Alright, guess you can stay for a little while least." He said, giving her pubic mound a quick once over before shaking his head. "Nah, think I got all then ticks" before standing up and putting the Goblin down, taking the lit lamp inside through the door and revealing a modest yet comfy abode. A couple chairs around a rounded table, an iron stove in the corner, a half barrel filled with water and finally a single hammock with a blanket in the last corner. "Ain't much but keeps the sloths away" he quipped.

"Lemme go warm up the tub, or you like 'em cold?" He asked, going over to a chest under his hammock and pulling out a French maids uniform with some dirt and dust stains on it, looks to be in Goli's size.