Ragged herself, Ellone could only watch as the ratmen hurried her sisters into the would-be cover of the inn; it wouldn’t hold well, but it was better than sitting on the streets. When two moved to help Celestanon, she was quick to stagger beside and watch. No answer from what was their leader, but that didn’t surprise her nearly as much as their dedication to helping out. She briefly looked over the others as they were tended to, but kept the majority of her attention on Thanrin and what<em>exactly</em>he was doing to her friend, her leader.<br/><br/>“Ellone?” One of the sisters under the care treatment of the others coughed as she propped herself up.<br/><br/>She pulled away from Celestanon and hurried to the place where Ishina had been laid out and crouched next to her. She reached and clapped the slightly older women’s cheeks in her hands. “It’s okay Ishina, I’m here.”<br/><br/>“Where is Celest...anon?” The elder woman choked on the dryness of her throat.<br/><br/>Ellone’s features went flat and she looked to where she’d been. “Rest.” She turned her attention to the skaven watching over the woman and offered him a nod. “I’ll find out what’s going on.”<br/><br/>When Jinto and Fetch returned, Ellone rose and strode to the skaven leader. “You there, ratkin,” She directed at Jinto, “You’re the leader of this… group?” Her nose wrinkled. “I am Ellone, second in command.” She allowed the formality to end, her shoulders slumping as she looked at the table where Celestanon was, “For now, I speak for my sisters. Why… Why are you helping us?”