The Seer stared blankly at Argo for a moment, then suppressed a small chuckle.  "Well you're honest I'll give you that."  The Seer picked up the mess of thread and waved it around for a moment.  "You know what these mean?"  The Seer pointed at several different locations seemingly at random.  "Absolutely nothing!  We literally just made up that bunch of hogwash to see if you had an ounce of brains in ya!  If you had tried to figure out some deeper meaning from this batch of worthlessness we would have booted you out for being a fraud.  Still, you did at least guess at the meaning we were trying to convey."  The seer then unraveled the thread on a whim, somehow managed to get rid of all the loops, knots, and even frayed edges making the thread completely whole again, back on the spool in the Seer's cloak.

"As for you girl, stop being on the verge of tears!"  The Seer turned back to Niana with great purpose, as her eyes had been closed that allowed the Seer to lightly pinch the young woman's cheeks between it's thumbs and forefingers and gave her face a quick stretch and suddenly had hands to the side as if nothing had happened.  "Just because we do not personally approve does not mean I won't help.  In any event they should be brought to justice, in that fact you will find no argument from us; however we do have more pressing matters that may take my attention from the task of tracking them down.  Also be thankful that your thread of fate just so happens to coincide with one we need to follow."  The Seer then glared at one of the newest onlookers who happened to be Fredrick.

"That look of careful examination does not suit you."  Then the Seer made a parting motion to the crowd.  "Make way, we already have what we came here for."  He/She was going to take a step toward the exit and into the crowd when the Seer turned around to make sure the food and drink had been finished.  Seeing that it had all been devoured and paid for, the Seer said "our compliments for the food and honey-wine", took Niana by the wrist in a firm but gentle grip, then promptly stepped into the crowd.  It was a curious thing that happened next, those in front of the Seer just felt the need to step out of the way as soon as the Seer was near them.  A few tried to resist but did not try hard enough and before the Seer could plow into any of them they stepped out of the way.  It was kind of like seeing a magnet that repels metal being pushed through sand.  Those who nearby felt like the Seer should just not be touched, those that tried to touch Niana as they passed suddenly felt as if an icicle was pressed against their spine and that shock and sudden fear made sure she was safe.

"If you are coming then come," the Seer directed this to Argo and Frederick, not through sight but a sort of voice projection.  "Otherwise go back to your ales and beers.  We are quite busy."  Before two more shakes of a stick they had already made their way out the door and into the street.