Nodding again in reverence-- however insincere-- Freyja takes a moment to glance back at Atal as she climbs down from the coach... she shoots him daggers with her eyes for a moment, and he can practically hear her in his mind.<i>Shouldn't we just ask them?</i>And he knows, from his friendship with Freyja, that she's not likely to enjoy the prospect of being about when a warrior of legendary ability arrives.  Such characters tend to have allies.<br/><br/>"Our lady will have to wait until we can aid these people," she says to Atal.  "Please make sure she does not fear for her safety, Maquez."  She opens a side-hatch on the coach to remove a bundle of clean bedding-- selecting a blanket, she heads toward the field-triage to assist with the wounded.