Tzirret lifted his head just enough to watch Ma'tanza as she walked out of the room. He didn't come up with anything else to say by the time she was out of earshot. Instead, he ran a hand down one side of his face and slowly got up. With his head still hung forward, he began to pace out of the door.

Sabine parted the way for Tzirret as she had done for Ma'tanza when she left. "Tzirret..." she began to say but Tzirret gave her no attention.

There was a stop in Tzirret's steps when he reached Gallus. He slowly raised his head up to him with as neutral an expression as he could hold. "Gallus, may this one stay away when the stronghold is attacked?"

Gallus regarded Tzirret just as neutrally. He did not hesitate in his answer. "Done."

"Thank you," Tzirret responded, lowering his head again. Without another word, he stepped despondently back into the bedroom and sat down with his head in his hands. He did not seem to be bothered by anyone watching as he began to sob as silently as he could into his palms.

Even with all the time to think, Sabine had not done anything more yet. Looking lost, she turned to Gallus, who remained leaned up against the wall for some reason. "Are you going to do anything?" she asked.

Gallus raised an eyebrow and looked at Peiter and Sabine in turn. "Are you?"

A few more seconds passed before Sabine decided to turn to Peiter. "I think they will be able to work things out later but..." Sabine glanced into the room and then back to Peiter. She angled her head towards Tzirret. "He is...hurt. I think he needs his brother."