"It ain't a tin can, it's a...." Sabriella started, then thought better of it and instead grumbled "Nevermind. You're right. Not watertight, at all."<br/><br/>Giving a look down the street after the two soldiers charging off, she then turned to the forest; "If those two are buying us time, we shouldn't waste it.".<br/><br/>Too often, she had seen officers send soldiers to their death for no reason other than to try and move their liquor cabinets two meters closer to the enemy's capital and she wasn't about to be party to pointless deaths. Or, as was more likely with this particular threat, a fate not nearly as merciful as death.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>