Alana watched the carnage from her perch on the roof, however her pale face hardly showed a shred of emotion besides anger. Of course, the fact human lives had to be taken was sad. However, it was necessary. If it hadn't been the English, it would've been them. That thought made her watch Duncan. Her father could fight, but not well enough to hold off that many men. Had the Highlanders not been there, they would have likely been murdered. Duncan could have even snuck away with his men and been free of the marriage order - for now at least. He stayed and protected them instead. That information alone made her trust him, maybe even like him. Just a little.<br/><br/>When Duncan held out his arms, Alana smiled a bit and shook her head. "I have a ladder back here. Wouldn't want to hurt ye after your battle. I appreciate the offer though, Duncan," she said as she turned and made her way back to the ladder.<br/><br/>Once she was back on the ground, she came around the side of the house to approach him. "Thank you for taking care of the English men. You and your men were very brave," she commented before looking down at the ground around them, "now hopefully we get some rain soon. Else me mother will faint every time she comes out here and sees all this blood."<br/><br/>Alana wasn't sure herself why she wasn't phased at the sight of the blood. She'd never been bothered by it, even when she was a girl. The moment she was old enough, she'd helped her father kill the livestock and harvest the meat. Arabela and her mother didn't have the stomach for it, so Alana pushed herself to help. Even though it bothered her a lot at first because of how much she loved the animals. For a moment, she wondered what her father will do once she's not around to help.<br/><br/>She didn't have long to ponder on that, however, because Arabela came bursting out of the house and rushing over to the two. "Alana, were ye on the roof again? During that? Mother is worried about ye but didn't want to come out."<br/><br/>"Well then, she isn't that worried is she?" Alana said, looking over at her sister.<br/><br/>A wicked grin came over Arabela's face. "You're right, I just didn't want ye alone with him before your wedding night. That's a sin, y'know," her sister teased.<br/><br/>Alana stared at her twin for a few seconds, saying nothing, before turning to look back at Duncan. "Right, anyway, I'll be taking<i>her </i>inside now. I will see you tomorrow morning." Just like before, Alana dragged her still grinning and giggling sister back towards the house. Arabela waved at Duncan before being dragged inside.