The priestess nods at his comments, and leaves the office to the two of them, still in a daze, puzzling over the countless new thoughts and revelations. "Why here?" the red-headed woman asks, still slightly nervous. "Exactly because it's not Brindol. I'm having a hard enough time keeping it hidden out here, where I can live away from others. In the city? I'd be utterly damned in a week. And I think I'll keep the disguise. As much as your words comfort me, I doubt everyone's going to immediately embrace the shapeshifting spider-woman who tried to sell out these same people to the army that burned their city down just a few months prior."