A cold weight settled in her stomach. Kell had implied how his status as an Antari meant things...but this ran deeper. He looked at her almost in fear. Neria was still for a long moment, as if waiting for the tide to turn. For him to suddenly change his mind. But he instructed her to go and promised to take her message. It was all she could ask for.

"Thank you." With another bow, she left the guard and made her way to the sanctuary, the map clutched in her hands like a lifeline to stave off the uncertainty. Cassian whispered softly, attempting to reassure her, but it did not shake off the feeling that she'd disrupted a tenuous peace.

Neria took care when she went into the sanctuary, looking around for others, and allowing the dark to soften her steps as she went.