[Bedivere easily sidesteps another particular kelpie that hovers near him, eyeing his cloak and his long hair curiously. He should really find a way to tuck those in.]

Not only are we trespassing through their home, but perhaps they also sense the same trepidation and hesitation within us.

[Or maybe it's his arm... Keeping that in mind, the knight shoves his hand back into his cloak so that any gleam it gives off won't attract anymore attention.]