As suspicious of the man as Fossil was, following him seemed prudent. After all, she was still handcuffed and even more defenseless than usual.<br/><br/>"I'm not cut out for this," She muttered,"I'm a courier, not a spy or fighter or something!" So she followed Lewin. Though mostly focused on the struggles involved in running with one's hands shackled behind one's back, Fossil did take note of the princess' presence. She was somewhat shocked a Dailon was still alive. More importantly though, a Dailon's presence meant that as soon as she was safe, Fossil would need to slip away. Even if the warrior could be trusted, the Red Leopards had always opposed the Dailon Dynasty. The rebel group's mission was in no way to see them reinstated, and in fact they too were enemies of the self declared warriors for freedom. Though seeing this poor waif as an enemy was hard, Fossil's philosophy demanded just that. But now sailors were with them... It would be very hard to dive off a boat and swim away handcuffed. As the small band reached the shore, Fossil leaned to the warrior.<br/><br/>"I appreciate your rescue, but I was wondering if you might complete it by dispatching these shackles?"