Maria's hands slowly came down, stopping in intervals as she looked over the knights. As she calmed, the ridiculousness of her gambit struck her and she only just managed to keep a straight face as her head turned between the parties present. It was difficult to believe that everything was over, like that, with only a duel in her future. She stepped down from the table, a ginger, slow descent as she remained on edge and alert for the first hint of a lie. If the knight's reactions had been any indication, the challenge was something they took seriously. Whatever, she needed to trust them or there were no options left. The inspector exhaled deeply, leaning one elbow against the table and waiting after Thomas had promised to hear her out. She acknowledged his courtesy with a deep nod of her head, and resigned to watching their business with the man Lewyn was manhandling.

Wallace frowned as he was pulled up from the floor like some fallen child. His head spun but slowly he was coming down from the headache. He did not chose to afford Sir Lewyn his attentions, looking indignantly away from the man holding him up as if he could ignore the incident. When Thomas began to approach him, he turned to look at the man, wondering what came next. Every few moments was punctuated by an angry glance over towards the woman in the room. For someone with a record of impulsive violence, it seemed that more than the number of scars on her face had changed in a few years. The thought brought him back to Thomas, and the final understanding that whatever he had tried to create, the 'violent record' of his that most people were concerned with was an invention. He felt disappointment, more than fear. He'd failed, that was irreversible now that he was inside Thomas' domain, but that was nothing that had ever set him back before. "Isn't it too convenient that some jackboot walks in with all the answers? They want to ruin you Morgan, and their hunting hound is standing right there," he spoke resolutely, dedicated to his sinking ship even though Thomas' silent approach filled him with with uncertainty.