Fendros leaned on his arms up on the edge of the wagon and waited patiently for one of them to calm down. The woman's response surprised him, though it quickly turned into narrow-eyed suspicion.

"Wait, you don't know what was happening here?" Fendros asked. His tone was not exactly hostile, it was a strange mix of sympathetic confusion. "Surely you would have overheard what went on before we arrived. Do you honestly have no idea what you've gotten yourselves into?"

Being that a few minutes had passed by this point, Sabine had stabilised all that would live long enough to provide answers. Her curious face poked up from behind the walls of the wagon beside Fendros to peer at the Bretons within.