With a shrug, Nita reluctantly dropped her arms. "Too much longer and you can borrow my hood." She didn't really want to leave the topic alone, but given how long it took her to accept her fate, she couldn't blame her companion for worrying about it. She spent a full year just accepting that her wounds wouldn't heal, and the other two worried about not hurting herself further. By the third, she'd decided not to concern herself with her actual appearance and took her new persona, which eventually led her to finding her current cause. "I doubt you-"

She stopped speaking when she saw the stranger on the rock. She waited for the others to speak, and she hoped they wouldn't make things worse. Then again, it could get worse for all of them at any moment regardless of their actions. She'd stopped trusting people with horns long ago, but she wanted to at least give them a chance to speak. She wasn't above hoping for change. "We hope our mission doesn't interfere with yours, and the same for yours interfering with ours. Maelstrom was the wanderer with the weapons? I assume that means you share his mission. As I told him, we mean no disrespect with our passage."