The chairs sung and scraped out from the table as everyone stood, leaving whatever was left of their food and drinks behind. Meesei found her pack following her without question. There was no time to argue, nor was there sense in splitting their numbers.

Nevertheless, there was a sense of unease. All the anxious thoughts about what Do'Rhajul had planned was culminating into this pursuit such that they might be easily trapped. It was distracting, though not distracting enough to hide the Nord following them.

A number in the pack noticed the Nord. Janius was the first to act upon it. He caught up with Meesei and murmured to her above the din of the bustling street. "I think the man behind us might be another of them. Should we deal with him?"

Fendros picked up on the suggestion and jogged to join the exchange. "If we do that, we either lose the bird or split up."