In response to Ragenard's dash, Quinn's book was set aside and she got to her feet. To her side, Connor cast her an uncertain glance, and she shrugged. There'd been no barked orders, which she'd have expected if there was an attack, but neither had that exactly been a calm jog over to the door.
"Should we..?" Connor began, but Quinn cut him off.
"Better not. Most likely it's their business, won't want us stickin' our noses in. No worth getting worked up over it, I imagine we'll hear if things turn ugly."
Her brother nodded, sighing moodily. Right now he was just bored. He'd take being snarled at over passing totally under the radar, like they seemed to be doing now.
Across the room, Seri yawned, and after a moment's consideration, hopped down from his chair. The scrawny black cat padded out to the door in order to observe the new arrival, and gauge Ragenard's reaction to them.
"Should we..?" Connor began, but Quinn cut him off.
"Better not. Most likely it's their business, won't want us stickin' our noses in. No worth getting worked up over it, I imagine we'll hear if things turn ugly."
Her brother nodded, sighing moodily. Right now he was just bored. He'd take being snarled at over passing totally under the radar, like they seemed to be doing now.
Across the room, Seri yawned, and after a moment's consideration, hopped down from his chair. The scrawny black cat padded out to the door in order to observe the new arrival, and gauge Ragenard's reaction to them.