Rikive put her jacket back on, glad that threat of a fight breaking out in their ranks had subsided. She did not care for the people that seemed to appear one after the other though. A bigger group meant a bigger target, especially one that was sitting still. 

"I agree with the spirit and the Berserker, to some extent." She said, her hand hovering on the hilt of her sword as she eyed the door. She had heard the scuff of feet outside, but if the man was a possible ally she didn't wish to harm whoever the person was.

"We need to leave this place immediately and go somewhere that is far away and they will not think to find us. We should have been gone long before now." Frustration and fear was starting to wear her nerves down to a thin thread. "Someone decide in the next five seconds before even more people arrive 'fashionably late' to 'join the party'." She muttered, turning away to rub her temples to fight off a budding headache. "I will go anywhere that is not here."