Rook furrowed his brow at Gisele's words. It certainly sounded like somebody wanted Hemming dead very much. Now that he knew the extent of the attempts made on their client's life, Rook found himself more sympathetic towards [color=FF66CC]Adele's[/color] outburst. It was absurd to hide this knowledge from the White Guard. [i]We've obviously been hired because master Hemming no longer trusts his own entourage completely,[/i] the Montgardian thought to himself. [i]Why haven't we been informed of our true purpose, so we can be on the lookout?[/i] 

Seemingly having recovered her composure, [color=FF66CC]Adele[/color] went on a long, thorough and very well thought-out rant. Rook's furrowed brow raised slowly as the woman went on and on, surprised at the clarity of her insight. Of course, he realized, he shouldn't be, since the woman was obviously smart. The cannon alone said more than enough. 

[color=00FFFF]Djonn[/color] approached. [i]Oh, good, some actual authority,[/i] Rook thought. He took a few steps back, distancing himself from the discussion. He just wanted to do his job and gladly left the rest of the discussion, and smoothing over Adele's mess, to Djonn. It honestly didn't matter to him where they went from here, as long as they got to their destination eventually. Rook trusted Djonn to come to a reasonable agreement with Gisele.

When their leader was done explaining the best course of action according to him, Rook touched [color=FF66CC]Adele[/color] on the arm to grab her attention. He titled his head towards the stream, a little ways away from the halted caravan and the rest of the group. "Come with me," he said quietly.