Kell squeezed back. This was no small thing, nothing to brush aside, but he knew that she understood that. Of all of the people it could have been, he was glad it was her.

"It's late," he answered. "And you need sleep, something to eat." Never mind that they were dead -- they still hungered, they still felt tired, even if it wouldn't kill them to be so. "They would like to see you once it's light, if that will suit."

Kell squeezed her hands again. "My family is not like the warlords of the army, or like the elves. They are firm but fair, and care deeply for their people. I've told them how much you've done for me. For Rhy. They have questions, but you will be welcomed as a friend and ally."