Ravus got up slowly walked over to Aryia, "Come with me, we need to talk." He took by the hand and led her under the boat to where he was staying. He sat her on the bed and pulled up a crate, Ravus looked the girl in the eyes, "I know what you did was in your best intentions, but some of us have people in that land that we care for, I know you do as well." He took off his hat and set it on the floor. "You don't understand fully the pressure that King Arex is suffering. There are people all over Albion that will face this horde, alone. Brightwall, Mistpeak, Mourningwood, Silverpines, Milfields, Driftwood, these are the town's that we left unprotected, I know there are some people in Brightwall that may have what it takes to become a hero, but one hero is not as good as several." He smiled and stroked her cheek gently. "Arex is worried about the whole, so you can see why he is distressed, wanting so badly to get back there and save his people that he fought so hard to free." Again, Ravus smiled as he took his hand away from her cheek. "I don't think you are a bad person, but I also don't think that you think things through when it comes to everyone else's thoughts and feelings in the situation."