Colors kept his confident grin, despite Uthri's dismissal of his question. "Ah, come now, I've been through so much trauma and hardship since I was...stolen away from all those I cared so deeply about. Surely you can forgive a...lapse of memory after such a horrible trial of the mind?"

Ahnasha lightly rubbed Rhazii's head. "I think it was about something that happened a long time ago. Don't worry, they're not really going to hurt each other." She explained, at least mostly honestly. She did not want him worrying about any of them getting hurt, so she made sure to downplay the tension as much as she could. Meanwhile, Newt had been somewhat frightened by the sudden violence, but confused when it suddenly stopped with no one else doing anything about it. He walked over and hid behind Janius' leg and looked around nervously. 

To Fendros, Ahnasha leaned in and whispered quietly enough that Rhazii could not hear her quickly. "Don't know, honestly, but Colors doesn't seem like the type to give up. I guess we can always stick around him if we want some entertainment."

Meesei watched the exchange more neutrally, and waited until it was over to address Vilana. "Well, if that is over, that is the last group that we were waiting for. Are you ready to escort us to your clan, Vilana?" She asked.

Vilana turned to Meesei with a hint of embarrassment in her expression. "Yes, of course. I'm...sorry, Champion. We can leave whenever you're ready."

Giving a nod, Meesei spoke to the group in general as she walked over to her own belongings. "Very well, let us pack up the camp. With luck, we will arrive at the clan before sundown, if not shortly afterwards."