Nova looked to Deedlith as she listened to Cassandra's words. At first she let her elvish thinking get in the way and simply assumed Cassandra was being cold because of the fact she was a drow elf. However, as she observed Deedlith's fazes from dying to dead she realized that she in fact knew what she was talking about. She then heard the plans all being laid out and looked to Ishmael who had looked to her nodding to her and moving to a spot. She took her spot beside him and behind De. As long as, she was beside Ishmael she did not care what they did. She turned to find Erandur taking his own spot as well as Elendil and Heinrich who was right beside her. She looked to the mage and noticed that he wasn't all that old to be truthful. Perhaps it was his magical intellect that made him seem older. She then turned her head forwards and wondered what more would the drow throw at them. 

Erandur had taken his spot right beside Elendil and he was as close to his sister as he could get. In case the paladin couldn't protect her. He turned a bit to look behind him and he could tell that the drow that had attacked had left but that wasn't the end of them. He knew that for certain.