Sure, why not?

The three adventurers looked back and forth to each other. Finally, they shrugged.

"Might as well," Myria said. "Good chance to set up a base of operations if we're going to be down here a while."

"I am still wary," Cecilia said. "He seems... somewhat strange."

"Out of place, perhaps," Dew said. "But not strange."

"That's what makes him strange," Cecilia muttered, but the three followed their new ally down the winding cave system nonetheless.

They soon reached a door set into the cave wall. Tarquin muttered a few words and waved his hand over the knob, and it clicked and swung open. He gestured to them. "Please," he said politely.

The trio entered the door, and were surprised to find a cozy living space tucked into the cold stone cavern. Tarquin had brought in hardwood floors, a table, and some large comfy-looking armchairs.

"Make yourselves at home," he said. "I don't often get visitors."