Gallus looked up to the sky and breathed in to think. "Hmm, I've got a few things to follow up, but those aren't urgent." He looked to Ri'vashi without needing to angle his head down that much. "Very well."

As the two walked, Gallus came up with something that was unrelated to the attack at least. However, he had no guarantee that Ri'vashi would be any less anxious talking about it. "So, I've not asked this yet. How have you found being more social to be? You seem like you're getting some more confidence with people, at least."

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Sabine, closed her eyes, hummed in thought, and held Peiter a little tighter. "It is okay to be afraid," Sabine murmured. "I am afraid. A little." A cynical pause passed. "Maybe more than a little," she added.

The words did not come easily to Sabine, so she took a moment to take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Eventually, she thought she had the right idea in her head to express. "You know, I think we will be okay. We can defend ourselves, we have our packs that are very strong and can protect us, and everything else is..." Sabine swallowed, "beyond our control. It is not useful to dwell on."

Sabine shifted herself so she could turn her eyes to Peiter's turned face from behind him without straining her neck too much. Looking into his eyes, she asked, "Do you know if you will be killed tomorrow?"