When Barracker offered his arm, Sil perched there, looking between Fenna and Barracker. After receiving thanks from both him and Fenna, she flew up again and flew to the roof where earlier the archers had been.

Fenna smiled at Barrackers joke and nodded at his praise. "Thank you," she said. Fighting with a spear had felt natural, as if she had wielded a spear for years. She turned to look at the person she had killed with it, now that the heat of the battle was over she felt regret for killing him, but at the same time she knew it had been a situation of "kill or be killed", so unfortunately she had killed. 

As the survivors were gathered and imprisoned - Adam had created an impressive natural holding cell - she did what was needed to help. She ignored the sounds of the interrogation as well as she could. 

When MacKensie returned with Hardul she listened to the explanation, but kept her eyes on the dwarf. His posture and the expression in his eyes seemed to match what MacKensie said. "I haven't heard the name Feanor Moss before," she said when her fellow ranger asked them and continued to listen to what she had to say about the dwarf. 

"While I wouldn't mind letting him go. it will be dangerous," she said. "For our mission, but also because I fear what this Feanor person might do to him. It will be dangerous inside the temple as well." Fenna put a hand on her hip as she examined Hardul and thought about the options. Letting him go back to the village was dangerous, taking him along could get him killed. "Maybe Adam can make something that will hold him, but also hide him from people that might want to kill him, and we'll take him with us to Feanor Moss when we are done in temple?" she suggested.

If others had better ideas she'd be open for them, this was the first thing that came to her mind.