Feril's eyes widened and she looked side to side at them again and again in disbelief, looking for some kind of faltering or uncertainty. They were serious about staying, and it was all she really needed to justify what she wanted to do. Flimsy chances going back to the company, flimsy chances digging into whatever shenanigans were afoot in Mullen. Reluctantly, she pocketed the coin purse that she'd set on the table and simply sat in silence with the rest of the group as she thought about their situation. Sophia had been ambiguous about what exactly had attacked them, she'd almost expected that the way she herself danced around the topic. The red jacketed girl stirred in her seat, putting her hands up to the table's surface and resolving to put her professionalism to good use. "Then what are you going to do? Pull answers out of that Sir Thomas? If you stay here it'll mean hiding, or fighting, or... I'm not going anywhere either, I want to find out too." There were too many questions, but that at least told them what answers they were looking for. "But I've honestly got nothing but some money to help with. The palace is where I figure anyone who knows anything is at, but... I get the impression it's kind of a dangerous place right now."