"You're asking questions I can't answer," Neale grunted, "Paladins in Arcadia don't go stomping around all willy-nilly, and Yvette has an air tight record of the Order's holy knights. She would've known about Katelyn, and she [i]should[/i] have filled me in as well!"

	"She wouldn't have known," Noru corrected Neale rather quickly, "...Nobody knew of her identity except for me and Father Exodus, or so she'd claimed."

	"You sound awfully close," Zay teased.

	"With all due respect Captain," Noru looked Zay in the eye with a profoundly angry frown, "Please shut up." Zay leaned away from Noru's glare like the man had pushed him back with some kind of magic. He deserved it. Even if the Captain remained doubtful of Neale's words, that didn't give him any grounds to mock a dead woman. Still, it made no sense to him. No man should have survived a romp through the Baeshri hills with an injury like that. A straight path from the Southern trading route was at least a couple of hours away on foot, after all.

	"You're telling me [i]Miss Eridal, [/i][b]Lieutenant Colonel Eridal,[/b] did not know about Katelyn's alignment with Maeti?" Neale growled, "The fact that you wouldn't report an [i]unregistered paladin[/i] is tantamount to treason, boy." Noru flinched at Neale's comment.

	"I'm in no position to explain myself. Despite my allegiance, I honor my debts, especially to those who'd play a part in saving my [i]life[/i]. You'd do well to do that same." Noru sneered and crossed his arms.

	"Is that a threat?" Neale planted his good arm on one knee and began to push himself up, but Zay moved his foot up towards the man's gullet and kicked him back into the bunk. "Just as I thought! You [i]are[/i] running a circus here!"

	"Call it what you want. We [i]saved your life[/i]. I feel there are more pressing matters to consider than who was familiar with miss Vestabar. I'm sure her father and the head of the paladin order both played a part in concealing her identity, for [i]whatever reason.[/i] Remember that she was the one who [i]saved you,[/i] not the one who damn near tore off your arm," Captain Copp said irritably. Neale groaned in pain and rubbed his shoulder.

	"So we're to ignore the woman's presence and write it off as [i]political mystery[/i] then?"

	"What?" Zay chuckled, "No! Don't be an idiot. All I'm saying is that we shouldn't immediately assume any malign intent behind her being there." Noru nodded along with Zay's comments.

	"It may not be relevant at all, to be perfectly honest," Noru added, "The group that attacked you is an entirely different beast, far more fearsome than the creatures that hide in the wilds."

	Outside of the Caravan, the buzzing quickly grew and became much clearer. Lyullia couldn't discern its origins, nor would she spot the creatures making the noise immediately. Before that, one of them zoomed towards her with reckless abandon from above. But as it made contact, she felt nothing. Not a single thing. It flapped its little wings as it sat in place, recreating the little buzz that accompanied its flight and giving away its presence. Turns out, that buzzing was merely a little purple dragonfly, finding respite on Lyullia's shoulder for a moment, likely after quite a long trip.

	Marilyn was met with a similar entourage. Three more dragonflies stopped nearby, landing on her beret, the benches nearby, and the railing around her. Soon after, the entire Caravan was covered in the little purple bugs. Marilyn smiled as they approached her and gave them a little wave.