Fiona felt a weight lift off her when the village came in sight again, before nightfall as she'd hoped. Her eyes had been starting to droop at the head of the wagon, her weariness catching up with her a little, but the sight of the village was enough to reinvigorate her some. Food, drink, and a bed for the night were on the way. A few of them came out to greet the approaching group, no doubt surprised to see so many where so few had left. Fiona made it her priority to help the weakest of the rescued down from the wagon with Vaeri.

Of course, her attention was soon taken when Hugh and Hanzo approach, and the former of the two quickly became frantic upon not seeing Sana with the group. Finishing the task of helping an elderly woman down from the wagon, Fiona walked quickly over to Hugh, trying to get in front of him and get his attention. It wasn't an easy task, considering how large he was, and how he [i]wasn't[/i] looking for a woman with fiery red hair.

"Hey. Hey!" she shouted back, grabbing hold of his arms and doing her best to keep him still, difficult as it as. "Hugh, right? Look at me. Sana's fine." She waited until she had eye contact, and then tried to nod encouragingly. "She's completely fine, she just needed to stay behind a while for a personal matter. She'll be here soon." She hoped that would be enough to keep him together. Releasing him, she took a step back. "I don't think it's my place to explain. I'll let her tell you when she gets back." There was a chance Sana would want to keep whatever happened there to herself, Fiona supposed, even though she seemed very close with Hugh. Regardless, it was not Fiona's decision to make.

Seeing Sister Agnes nearby, Fiona went to approach her next. "We're all fine," she assured the woman. "No injuries that Vaeri and some potions couldn't clear up." Looking around now, though, Fiona frowned. The signs of further battle were obvious enough, and the place still reeked of fire and death, recent enough that no clean up efforts could wash it away just yet.

"Did more attack while we were away?" she asked, worried. She hadn't expected retaliation so soon, or at least thought they would've run into more attackers on the way if they'd come. If they attacked while half the group had been gone... it was fortunate the village still stood, with only the wounded and weary to defend it. "I wish we could have been here, too."

Obviously what they'd done in the forest was necessary, both to end the slaver trouble and free these people, but Fiona would've been crushed if the people had been killed behind her while she ran off to take the fight to the enemy.