"Yes, ah, times are dangerous." Gareth nodded, finding the political landscape quite nonsensical. Looking around, he found himself and Wallace the last in the room besides the guardsmen, and he knew he had to leave into the great hall where the rest of the crowd awaited. Silently he discerned the right choice of words, then spoke. "Yes, indeed we shall go, for a tragedy has occurred this evening." Harker paused, recalling he was alone in the city, as his family lived in another large city in the realm, and he came to Mullen alone recently, himself having no true friends there yet. "Ah, no worry... I have neither family nor friends, here in Mullen." Perhaps it was good, in that foreboding hour, to not have any nearby loved ones, and to have your mind clear of none other than attached acquaintances.