Torn between the prospect of displaying her skills (which, after that damned chase through the woods at night, do not seem as impressive as she feels they ought), Adjia finds herself instead gravitating to the gloomy Jaka once she hears that his pet has returned with news.  Business, as it were, before pleasure...she politely bows to the elder and asks a question of her own.<br/><br/>"Is this to be a simple retrieval?  Or do you wish those responsible to suffer for their trespass against your people?"