[ There's a faint snort from a late arrival to the group, Carolina pushing back the grey burnoose she's taken to wearing over her armor back from her shoulders as she steps into the loose circle formed. She hasn't changed out her blue power armor yet, in spite of much side-eye from the native red dragonsworn; those brought here, much like she was, don't seem to care about the colour choice. ]
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They want to see how we react.
What we do will likely reflect on the hostages.