"You don't suppose that they have anything to do with our target," she asks aloud.  She takes a moment to draw a long, tapered dagger from her boot to poke about the fallen orcs' gear, moving over them with a mixture of caution and inquisition.  Her alien detachment from these people's suffering is just an illusion, belying actual emotion.<br/><br/>Assuming that the guard didn't miss anything of significance over the fallen orcs' possessions or signifying marks-- *religious iconography or the like-- she will watch Tavah's investigation from a few steps back and resume the journey at the wagon's flank.