As Wes called out and saw another cultist pick up the one that was sleeping, Wes decided to walked up and tried to help carry the sleeping cultist. "So, I'm a bit new here but is sleeping on the job suppose to be the plan." He said teasing.

"Of course not." Replied the cultist. "For true magic unity under one banner, us members of the Ragged Brotherhood must help in that cause. Just glad that you called out and I came, I wouldn't like to see how some of the other higher ranks would react to such behavior. So it's a good thing I came when you called or who knows what type of punishment this guy could of got." While Wes helped carry the sleeping cultist, he also got a few information about the guild as they talked. However, it suddenly paused when the other cultists began murdering the native people in their village. After a few seconds, Wes looked over at the cultist carrying the sleeping man and he sighed. "One of the Enforcers probably ordered them to be executed, if only they joined they might of lived. By the way, although a few ensigns may seem dangerous, you don't want to cross paths with the Twin Enforcers, don't ever get on their bad sad." 

Unsure what to do, Wes just watched as things unfold. He could help, but then he could blow his cover and dealing with multiple cultist doesn't seem very like the brightest idea. Later he could actually hear some fights occurring out in the trees, but unsure as to want was really going on out there. Preparing and loading the boat with lacrima was all that Wes could hear, so the three eventually found themselves boarding the boat with skeletons beside them carrying loads of lacrima.