From her vantage point up on a tree bough, Sabine kept her breathing shallow. The seconds counted by. She missed one or two and tried to skip some seconds to adjust. Such mistakes were inevitable. Keeping watch was more important.

With Arinette awake, the risk grew. Sabine did not so much as blink in watching her. She did not appear alarmed. Still, she sent the signal for a cardinal direction for Ahnasha. One feeling that felt as though the ring was turning in her finger for a moment. One of those signals was for 'north.' She would spot Arinette if she had not already.

Sabine wondered if Ahnasha could take Arinette's staff. That would solve many of their problems. She was not the one sneaking through the camp, however.

For lack of any other meaningful activity, Sabine held her breath and strained to try and hear what Arinette and Do'Rhajul were saying.