Vesna had catapulted herself out of her study, claustrophobic and exhausted from such intense thought. She was wandering her halls, trying to stay away from the grounds when she heard familiar voices. Garanths specifically was raised in anger and she sighed as she heard Gron walk away from him. She stepped out of the shadow she had been secluded in until that moment, stereo-typically stepping out into the light in a broody and dramatic manner. She did like a little bit of theatrics, it tended to help if your enemy was in awe of you. "That was uncalled for." She said in her cold diplomat voice with her cold diplomat face until she saw his face properly and she melted in her normal soft features. "For the record I carry a sword too." She hitched up her skirts to show a pretty sizable and threatening looking dagger strapped to her thigh. "I just dont carry it on show. Thats your job Paragon." She frowned in concern. "Garanth I torture people and I wont stop. In fact I will probably do it in relation to this ambush attack too. I know why you find this difficult... I know and I'm sorry. I don't know what to do about it." She walked up to him slowly and placed one hand tentatively on his shoulder.