"Here, I'll escort you," Valerie offered, giving a dismissive nod to Leane who step forward at least to help. The three had grown up together, along with Edwin, Berrek, Myrelle , Owin, Saul, and... Well they didn't speak about him anymore. Regardless, the remaining nine had formed a bond that ran deeper than even being Templar. It was a compulsion strong enough that Ana considered knocking the guards at the door unconscious just to get in. And it showed in the way Leane's keen gaze followed Valarie's movements away, constantly aware of the two's position around her. While their status with Saul left their own men often treating their word's like Saul's own, it did nothing for Ana with the guards that guarded the door. They weren't Broken Sword. Her face meant nothing to them. An order was an order, there were civilians out here. A frustrated scream pulled through her through her teeth. Leane moved to her side instead. "It's a surprise to see you here," Valerie confessed as she walked Greldyrn towards the civilians, where camp was being struck up among them. "When I learned what had happened to your chapter, well..." She looked back, giving him a tight smile. Empathy it was, then. "Maybe you can find something new here." Saul wasn't the only emphatic one of the chapter. Valerie genuinely believed they could build something good here. She led him to a wagon where the rations were being kept. She pointed out a fresh barrel of water for him to refill his flask off of, going into a bag to bring him dry strips of meat.