Ebio heard Durjaya's complaint and snorted, but didn't comment.<br/>As they traveled she kept surveying their surroundings, ears pricked for any sound of pursuit or ambush.<br/>When she saw the compound she relaxed slightly, and pressed forward, keeping her hands far from her weapons.<br/>She'd learned her lesson once already.<br/>When faced with indecision or tension, she tended to touch the hilts of her scimitars, and, last time she'd met with the leader, the guards hadn't reacted pleasantly to this habit.<br/>She could point out the resulting scars, and had no wish to cause another conflict.<br/>As she entered the compound they swept over the group, checking each one carefully for falsehoods.<br/>She relaxed when they receded and bowed to Etzali, muttering a greeting and waiting expectantly.<br/>"Is there a new plan of battle?"