It's only for backstory purposes, that's all, WE DON'T HAVE A PROBLEM

[cagedinflesh]

Jekyll doesn't shit where he eats, this isn't the part of town he would normally go for...diversion. The clientele at the tavern are his patients and neighbours. Maybe even friends, if not now then surely soon. They've accepted him into their community, despite some aversion at the start, he's proven himself to be a good sort of teifling, clearly generations removed from demonic pacts! But any little thing could undo his hard work in seeming respectable.

On the other hand, she isn't from around here, and performers don't stick around, who would know? Chatting with her isn't anything more than personable. Being on the road, maybe she has need of his services, who's to say what they saw!

Maybe her song had some harpy's magic in it, it's a good excuse for him to push out the idea that maybe he's horrifically attracted to other monsters. Although it's definitely the latter that finally brings him to her table after Paloma's performance, tail between his legs and wrapped slightly around one to be kept out of the way and as inconspicuous as possible.

"I'm sorry miss, I don't mean to bother you, but I just had to tell you, you're incredibly talented, that was lovely."