Azderal walked over and picked up a drink.  She took a drink before sitting down, still shaking a little; but rather from fighting the undead or talking to the men was up for grabs.  "It's not fair that they suffer because we interfered." she finally said quietly to no one in particular.  "We should right this before we go."  She then looked back up at Harry and asked "How long do we have before we move on?"