Fendros would be lying to claim that Do'Rhajul's stare was not unnerving. He stared right back, not giving a twitch on his face. All he said was the truth after all. When the general's group motioned to depart, Fendros broke his stare to try desperately to commit the faces to memory. His heart was racing and had been for the past few minutes, he realised.

"It was risky to talk like that," Janius quietly remarked. He kept his eyes on the departing faces. "But that raven woman seemed eager to get going when you two got into truths. Something about Do'Rhajul's eyes seemed to me that he was thinking. Maybe that's something."

Once the coast was apparently clear, Sabine leapt from the rooftop and glided down to the pack, settling gracefully on Meesei's forearm. Her head twitched to briefly eye everyone. She did not transform back, whether she was capable or not.

In response to Janius, Fendros shook his head. "We can't say. It's not a good idea to assume they'll change their minds. We ought to stay vigilant." He looked to Meesei with an unsure glance. "What should we do now?"