Lost Creek Hollow I'm unsure of where I stand

She spoke that it did not concern her or her mistakes ...in which left Lagon feeling confused. The way she'd blurted out and the manner in which she'd spoken had made Lagon think that she was speaking of herself; but she assured him that that wasn't the case. Another set of questions followed, redundant to what she'd assured him, though confirming what he'd suspected: that they were speaking of someone else. Lagon's brow furrowed and he hesitated visibly, for a moment processing staring out at the land that seemed to stretch on endlessly before them. He didn't know who she was speaking of. Nor did Lagon know what a Shardul was. It sounded like a name...and putting it in the context of her questions he would have bet his left eye that it was a name. Yet, it wasn't a name he knew and so he did not think that Shardul (whomever it was) resided in the Hollow.

“Who has put themselves and others in danger? Do you mean the Hollow as a pack? And who is Shardul?” Because Lagon was horribly lost in this conversation and he wouldn't be able to offer any sort of advice (good or not) if he didn't understand what was going on — or what had happened to inspire this conversation in the first place.