[WHAT IS THAT THING HE'S POINTING AT HER. Nott, with no weapons to speak of and regretting it every few seconds she spends in this weird world with all these weird people, simply shrinks inward, cowering on the floor, and talks a mile a minute to try to bargain for her life.]

I'm sorry for spying on you I know I look like a goblin but I'm not going to eat you I don't eat people I promise I'm not dangerous I'm kind of a failure actually but I have a very powerful human with me and he's going to make this entire piece of wreckage explode if I die and you don't want to be caught up in that and also I have booze would you like some booze?

[About half of that was a lie, but she is in sort of a desperate position and has negative charisma. Oh, she's screwed.]