Aylin watched Ceol with a faint look of bewilderment, though she stayed silent while the other women berated him. She'd never heard someone speak of a nearly fatal attack with such casual acceptance, least of all when the speaker himself had been the target. She caught herself wondering what had happened in the ashen-skinned man's past to make him so blase when it came to death and violence, but pushed the thought from her mind. The rugged warrior obviously wasn't the type to open up casually, and Aylin wasn't expecting their odd little collection of strangers to stick together for long.<br/><br/>Sanora's second outburst caused the half-elf to blink in bewilderment. The young human seemed quite genuine in her distress; it was a strange observation for someone who expended most of her energy avoiding those sort of emotional attachments. Aylin couldn't comprehend how someone could become so invested in another's well being, particularly when they'd only known each other for a scant few days. She gave the chipper bard a sideways glance as they followed their intermediary into the building. "You're going to be a hugger, aren't you..?"<br/><br/>Face to face with their would-be employer, Aylin took up one of the seats near the edge of the group, seemingly content to let the others do the talking, at least for now.