Watching with some relief as Marek rather forcefully facilitates Yasha's escape from the marten, Sevana can't help but cringe in sympathy when she sees the sorry state that Yasha's fur and tail were in.  She knew firsthand just how much time that would require to regain even a fraction of it's old luster, and Yasha was going to be unhappy for the entirety of it.  Helping her to her feet, she only spares the unfortunate marten a single glance over her shoulder as Marek showed no signs of letting go of her.  "Of course; I have no intention of reneging on our agreement.  However, the specifics were that neither I nor Ludwig would impede your leaving after you returned Yasha to us.  This you have done, and thus I will honor my pledge.  What our deal did not stipulate, on the other hand, was the behavior of anyone else present.  Indeed, it would be rather rude and insubordinate of me if I were to give any such commands to either Yasha or her subordinates, or attempt to influence their behavior in any way."<br/><br/>Turning back, she strips off her overcoat and offers it to Yasha, knowing that she would very quickly go from soaked and unhappy to hypothermic, soaked, and downright irritable in the frigid weather.  Looking back up, her gaze falls on Delia just as she concludes her chat with Arcea.  Watching with some interest as she makes her way over to the one Sevana had assumed was the nominal leader of the attack, and her expression changes to one of amusement and slight approval as she sees Delia's decision.  "Well then, it looks like we may have inadvertently put someone far more capable in command of this little group.  Although, I may avail myself of the opportunity she's offering, and something tells me you'll be in a better mood if you get a nice big meal followed by a long bath."<br/><br/>Heading over to Delia, Sevana offers her a slight nod of greeting, as one would with someone one considered an equal (or very nearly so).  "For what it's worth, I do wish that all this could have been avoided.  Much as I enjoy a good scrap every now and then, it doesn't help things much to be on bad terms with the local groups, especially one like yours.  Sevana de'Bucovina - something tells me that we'll be running into one another more often in the future, especially if what Maribel said about the skill of your rangers was accurate."<br/><br/>The whistle from Alexis draws her attention away, and Sevana's eyes go wide in alarm when she realizes just how many charges she has rigged to the makeshift barricade.  "Gods above, she'll bring down the whole damned bridge!  Your pardon, but I need to deal with this!"  With that, Sevana launches herself into the air, hoping that she can get to Alexis before she does something unfortunate.