[He wraps his arm around her back, his left arm free to draw a blade. If something comes at them she won’t need to fight. He would kill it instead. Kosmo falls in step with him as Ember stays on Ann’s shoulders. If he needs to pull away to fight they will protect her.]

The trial of forgiveness? [He asks, as he moves from. A steady walk to an assassin’s east stride. Just like his mother taught him.]

That’s...Sounds like how we got punished for rushing. We were chained together towards the end. We had to work together or we all got fried.