That four-person group strode out of the tower the next moment, with Treeda already eyeing the chief's home in the distance.
Zelsh and Uutrai kept their heads on straight as well, showing unflappable patience.
Oli, however, was still left with shivers shuffling under his draconic scales.
He wanted to ask Lord Uutrai a question, or Zelsh at least. But Zelsh's warning from before made Oli rethink his options.
Given the subject of Oli's loitering concern and the still-unaddressed tension between the other three, Oli realized that he had the perfect person to ask. Someone who might casually deflect the question like Uutrai, or potentially lash back out at him like Treeda, or dismiss it all as a joke like Zelsh.
'... Trada?'
'What is it, Little Ape?' her tender voice rang like a healing bell.