There was hardly even a pause after Sabine stopped speaking before Colors picked up immediately afterwards. He had already had his hand on a parchment in his pouch, which he pulled out and began to read from quickly. "Guillome Danenne, Gaspard Monterick, Nalenne Frey, Hjorvand Ice-Eyes, and Ahran at-Faran. Four taken in the same group, one nabbed separately."

As much as he tried to hide it, the man recognized at least some of the names. Regardless, he was still being stubborn at any chance he could take. It was clear they would have to argue with him at every step. "What-, what reason do I have to trust you? You spy on my home, you come threaten me with information that could kill my entire family. Am I expected to believe that you just happen to be enemies with those that hunt us? You say you do not worship the mighty Talos yourself, so for what supposedly noble purpose do you supposedly seek to help us? I think you lie, like so many others. Take me, kill me, do what you will with me. It is clear I cannot stop you, but I will not betray anyone else to you."