She felt her knees buckle when they both said she was under their protection. Nausea roiled in her belly too and she covered her mouth with the back of her hand, which shook visibly. Her nerves were clearly shot. She started to shake altogether. She had to sit down.

So she did.

"His name is Viktre... the fisherman that is... I don't know if he'll do anything, but if you think it would help to tell him, then perhaps we should." She swallowed the bile in her throat.