They have to hurry, both for Angelika's energy and for what time the guards will be gone. Madeline goes over to the old man, her gestures tender with him until at least the guard leaves. Then he gives her a slight sideways glance -- was it an act? She gets the impression it might be and the conspiratorial look he gives her after confirms it.
When he asks her in the low whispers of a more Draconic tongue, "What are you doing here?" is when she huffs out a breath at him. She shouldn't be amused, not in this tense situation and yet she can't help but be. She replies in a gruff voice, still trying to keep up some of the ruse.
"You're a fine one to talk. Here."
The man is far firmer on his feet when she lets him go and begins to delve under her costume for the first weapon. Maybe it's too soon but she's not about to let one of her few remaining kinsmen not have some kind of weapon to keep up their guise.
She turns a sideways glance to the rest of the prisoners. With Angelika masking sounds now she feels far freer to be blunt with them. "We're here to provide you weaponry for a rebellion. Those of you who wish to stand up and fight for your freedom take a weapon."
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When he asks her in the low whispers of a more Draconic tongue, "What are you doing here?" is when she huffs out a breath at him. She shouldn't be amused, not in this tense situation and yet she can't help but be. She replies in a gruff voice, still trying to keep up some of the ruse.
"You're a fine one to talk. Here."
The man is far firmer on his feet when she lets him go and begins to delve under her costume for the first weapon. Maybe it's too soon but she's not about to let one of her few remaining kinsmen not have some kind of weapon to keep up their guise.
She turns a sideways glance to the rest of the prisoners. With Angelika masking sounds now she feels far freer to be blunt with them. "We're here to provide you weaponry for a rebellion. Those of you who wish to stand up and fight for your freedom take a weapon."