There was a snort from Gallus. "What do you think?" he asked blithely, before chuckling and clapping a hand on Ri'vashi's upper arm. He looked ahead with a grin as he continued, "If you'd like a friend at your side come the assault, you can count on me, clan leader. No need to get flustered."

Inwardly, the awkwardness that Gallus had made for himself was thankfully at an end as he reached his tent. He was able to change the subject as he reached for his armour. "I was going to do some drills. Care to spar?" Gallus asked, "I do enjoy our bouts. I always learn something."

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Fendros looked to the ground and twisted his mouth with uncertainty. He didn't have a completely straight answer to give. "Back when she spoke to me in the clanhome, I told her that she could always approach you to apologise," Fendros said, looking up to Ahnasha. "I didn't demand it or try to push it on her, and that was a while ago. After that, we didn't really speak up until now." He shook his head lightly, "I don't know." Fendros raised an eyebrow and spoke optimistically, "It's nice that she came forward at all, though."

Fendros sighed through his nose and attempted a small smile. "So, what do you think we should do? Just business as usual? How do you feel?"