“It was a nice ship” Liaena said regretfully as she followed Rithrynn’s line of sight. The little girl looked a bit bedraggled and rather wet, but else none the worse for wear from her narrow brush with certain cannon-balley death. “At least it was a good way to go”

“…Lets go home” Kathlin said softly, evidently with no interest in giving a fitting obituary to The Bull in favour of looking up at the steep stone walls of the cathedral with relief. 

“Maaaaybe. Maybe not” Liaena said quickly, as she turned around to look at Rithrynn. “You lot probably shouldn’t come with us”

“Why?”

“…Like we wanted to enter that pit of heresy, pfft…”

“Because.” Liaena ignored the smirking Aleena as she continued. “You guys are Public Enemy No. 1 as far as the city is concerned. You just attacked the White Hand”

“….Who were cultists”

“….who were cultists, sure. But we kinda need to tell the city that, before they stop trying to arrest you” Liaena acknowledged. “And it’ll be a lot of easier if you lot don’t rack up a load of felonies resisting arrest in the process, so you need to hide, or…”

“They don’t need to hide” Kathlin spoke up quietly at this point. The girl was still staring up at the Cathedral as she spoke. “They could claim sanctuary, Li”

“Sanctuary?” The girl gave her companion an odd look. “….what, that defunct old thing?”

“….Noo, it’s actually still valid” Liam said slowly. “It might cause a bit of a stir….but this is the church. Tradition is [i]never[/i] defunct”

 “Hrm. Okay” Liaena said, clearly unconvinced by the entire concept as she turned back to Rithrynn. “So I suppose you [i]could[/i] come with us, but it gets a bit politically and it’s a whole [b]thing[/b]. Or…you could go hide in a ditch for a few days. That sounds like an easier solution to me”