Swiftcurrent Creek Watch them sharpen those teeth, crude from the walls of no sleep

This was absolutely a horror movie moment if Kel ever saw one, but as the mild-mannered psychologist in the situation, all he could do was set his shoulders and walk in with a smile. First the blood and now Lestan, cheerful and intense and, Kel thought, likely overexerting himself with those stones. He was grateful that Reverie seemed to be occupied for the moment. He recalled the child at the border and assumed that was what kept her away.
It's very nice, He complimented, looking around for a moment before his pale gaze returned to the man at his side. Kel gestured for him to lead the way, and followed. Akavir has asked me to stay with you for a time. To help, if that's okay with you. Both of you. Kel had offered, more like, but he felt it would be better received as an order from their leader than a suggestion from a virtual stranger. He figured Akavir wouldn't mind, as long as it got the job done.