The Sunspire your gentle winding mind

Treason was rather confused, canting her head though her expression barely changed, Who then?  Do you want them called specifically?  So, uh.  What then?  The fact that this was seemingly done on a whim was bizarre to Treason.  She barely breathed without a plan.  What was she supposed to do at the borders when the one there didn't seem to know what to do either?  Have a standoff?  A moment of awkwardness, and she spoke again after finally deciding to simply ask than spend forever trying to figure it out, Or what?  She was a fighter, not some amazing social butterfly!