Ankyra Sound one gonna help me keep, another gonna help me take

He seemed confused by her words - Sif guessed that this was due to the clear lack of Isengrim around her person. "Um. Have... follow? Come soon," she corrected herself, beginning to doubt that they were on the same page at all. Was it possible she'd misunderstood his words? Were there two Isengrims running around the coast? Either way, it looked as though he didn't have Jule, either. He was asking her where she was!

"Gone away," she said with a meek shrug, wishing she had more answers for Isengrim's friend. And Isengrim wouldn't be able to help them, either! Were Cairns punished for leaving the sea by having their ability to communicate taken away? "Sorry," she echoed, feeling sheepish and unsure. Her stomach gave another obscene gurgle, and abruptly, Sif keeled over and vomitted a large pile of half-digested rotting fish on the man's paws.