Tunxeek stopped and looked up from his work. He was at a loss for words for a short hesitation. "...Very well," he quickly said with a firm nod. "I will try to be not too much longer, Kaleeth-rei."

Janius gave Kaleeth a reassuring smile, but he did not dwell on the matter. He gestured towards Thorantilth and Tunxeek. "Please, there is no need to rush."

Unless Julan had second thoughts still, all there was to do as wait.

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The calming down had not been easy for Fendros' family either. Llarasa was desperately trying to ease the thrashing of the horses behind them with calming spells, though she was hyper-alert and quivering at the knees. Monderyn was midway through leading Rhazii back over to Ahnasha's family to try and usher them away, though he stopped when there was no longer a need. Rhazii himself was looking around, unsure of what exactly to do.

"Is everyone alright?" Monderyn asked between Ahnasha's sentences.

Fendros reluctantly lowered his ward and tore his eyes away from Rossarm for long enough to check himself, Ahnasha, and everyone else briefly for damage. He put on a stern face and swallowed. "We can talk, of course," he said to Ahnasha, before casting his eyes down. "I'm sorry."

"I should be the one apologising," Calia said. She pat the pleats of her dress to straighten them out, wearing a thin-lipped frown. "I should have intervened as soon as I saw him." Her red eyes flicked up to catch Ahnasha's with the utmost severity. "I fear our wine brings out the worst of my husband's old habits. He tried to kill you."

Calia walked around Ahnasha and Fendros to approach the others. With one hand loosely clasped in the other, she stepped up to Gwindir and S'nashi first. She quite sincerely knit her brow in empathy for them both, placing a hand each on their upper arms. "It is over now. I am...terribly, awfully sorry. Are you both okay?"

Fendros finally caught his breath. He peered across at everyone and returned to facing Ahnasha. "We should get everyone to town first. We can talk once we're safe."