Caedrin returned the nod to Agaue, before sighing and turning his head to Brinn. He crossed his arms and looked at her, raising an eyebrow in the process. "And just what did you do to make yourself loopy again? Something related to the poison, I assume?" The latter half of this sentence was directed at the both of them, his hope being that the thief might know what caused it; Brinn wasn't exactly in a good state to be explaining much of anything as of now.