At Atisha's words, Avis tensed. "You're not trying to trick us, are you?" Her hands tightened around her rapiers and she looked all around. The building was unsettling in its darkness. She had to stay on guard but she would answer the Alftar's questions for now. "I don't know why anyone would attack me, at least. I can't speak for that shopkeeper." She wrinkled her nose. "What was really odd was that girl who just burst in and started attacking the assassins. I mean, they were bad news, yeah, but how did she know they were going to attack?"<br/><br/>Larteis, in hindsight, realized he didn't really have to come with them to the warehouse- he was simply swept up in the motion of the group. It occurred to him only once he was inside the building, and by then it was too late. Bellant laid on the ground with a huff, and Larteis sat next to him. He anxiously chewed on his fingers and turned the problem over in his mind. An attack with no motivation. He was glad it hadn't succeeded, but what was keeping them from trying again? "Maybe it's an attack from those people who've been- making people disappear." His mouth twisted anxiously. That wasn't a thought he wanted to entertain. If they were killing people, that would mean his sister- and the others- were dead. Shaking it off, he said, "shouldn't we report it to the city guard?"