It was easy to tell that Ahnasha was nervous when they awoke to voices down the hall. It was hard to place at first. It was shouting, obviously, but the voices were muffled, indistinct. It was Fendros who recognized them first, and with the expression on his face, his warning wasn't even necessary. They had calmed Rhazii, but the silence was brief, as it was only a few seconds later that they heard footsteps approaching to their door. Both of them got up, with Ahnasha making sure to keep Rhazii obscured under the fur blanket. 

As Fendros hid himself away in the corner, Ahnasha whispered to him. "I'll...try, but I don't think this will work. He knows you're here." She warned, her tone definitely worried. She was hardly prepared to speak to Monderyn. She had no idea what to say to him if her first plan did not work, and being that they were awoken in the middle of the night, she wasn't even clothed. She slowly approached the door, making sure that her footsteps could be easily heard outside, while frantically trying to determine what exactly to say. Leaning to the side, she cracked the door ever so slightly and looked out so that only a part of her face was visible. She did her best to look and sound frightful as she spoke. "Please leave me alone. I don't know who this Fendros is, you must have the wrong room."