Fabian's attention was on the tapestry the faintly echoed the painting in the front hall, the pale dragon spreading its wings wide, Audrey's ancestor standing by its side as the smaller dragon defended the youth against a larger, red dragon. He turned his head at her question and nodded at the first Grimsword. "Who else? The dragon knights and their squires. We should get back to the wizard's half. I wouldn't want to be caught over here by them." He started to turn back to the servant's passageways, but stopped, his pale eyebrows coming together as he looked at her expression. "You all right, Jack?"