In such a stressful moment, Salia heard Arthur calmly asking her to listen carefully. Arthur always gave great advice, yet he generally chose to keep a low profile in such situations where being able to focus was crucial. Therefore, the fact the king wanted to talk to her that very instant meant it was important. "Salia, I have been contacted by someone named Ladon, identifying themselves as the spirit of the white queen. We are told that reinforcements have arrived and will be joining us- you quite quickly". Half of the information was lost with the rush of the moment. Salia was also not in the best physical condition although not moving too much was helping her. But she did hear something about the white queen and reinforcements. That was enough for her.
"Damn it! I know you're not holders! But if we're not careful, we might get killed if the traps continue to hit us from behind while we try to get out!" However, it was clear they'd better do that. Even more so now, since reinforcements seemed to come. "Sonneillon, please protect our backs as we move back!" She was wary of issuing orders to someone else's Spirit but Adeline wasn't exactly calm herself and Salia thought it was her duty to take care of the whole situation to the best of her abilities. It was the only thing she could do at that point. And if retreating seemed like the best option for now, that is what they would do. "Moving back everyone! I'm moving behind you so do not worry; your lives are not in danger!". Keeping them calm would make them more efficient... wouldn't it?
And suddenly, a voice Salia had not heard for a long time. It was Lux! It almost seemed like a twist of fate. She had saved him once, and he was there to help them now. "Good heavens, Lux, you have the gift of timing!!" she could feel her own smile as she ran back without looking behind her. They were going to reunite with people who could clearly help them. And while Salia did not like asking for help, it was easy to see they would not be able to complete their mission on their own. Whoever's call it had been to ask for help, it was the right one and she would have to thank that person.
"Oh, I understand, Quartz, I understand... so you are curious about humans, hm? Maybe we can have a conversation, some time" Remia's own curiosity taking over. What kind of things would such a being be curious about? To her, as a human, the way they behaved, and thought, and everything was normal. Sometimes mysterious and unexplainable, that was true, but still normal. However, no matter if this Quartz spoke, it was still not a human, so its ways of thinking would surely be different, not to mention its values and principles. That could make for an interesting chat indeed.
It seemed that everyone was on the same page regarding the actions of their companion, who had gone on her own. If anything happened, they would surely find out almost immediately. Remia then thought that she had indeed told them she would contact them... how she'd do that, they would not know. But of course, they would be finding out in due time. Not that a Librarian would say such a thing and never contact them again, right? The relatively casual conversation dragged on for a bit as the group made its way outside of the more crowded areas.
"Is your true size really 20 feet tall?!" Remia showed her surprise, opening her eyes wide and looking visibly shocked. She then rose her sight upwards, as if to calculate how tall 20 feet would have to be. "Not bad...!" Remia did have to wonder why the small size was called 'fun size' by Quartz, although part of her warned her it might be better not to ask. At least not yet. Later on, the group was called to the beach, where they would have to do their job. The protesters were already in full bloom and being rather loud. Remia decided to simply not listen to them. What if they were right in any way? It might be better to just lock her feelings for a while...
It was at that point that they were told about the fact there were two holders near the seashore, holders that were not Librarians and so people they knew nothing about. Remia nodded at Eowyn's words, not answering as she didn't have anything to add to the information they were given. Nothing other than being attentive. "Let's go then" she smiled at her compaion as she lead them onto the beach. She could see her struggling with leading the pack and trying to get the crowd out of the way... so Remia did what she knew she could do. She walked close to Eowyn, and gently but firmly pushed people away. "Out of the way, please!". Remia tried sounding authoritative yet not confrontational. Hopefully, it would work well. "I'm pretty sure if they get him, they're going to cause a riot, however" she said as an answer to Mime's remark.
Once Sean and Emily began arguing, with Fran taking command of the situation (or trying to, at least), Diane felt she was a bit on the sidelines. It was clear that this Steve person meant his words. He was ready to fight. Not because he wanted, Diane felt, but because he felt cornered like a little animal. And everyone with a bit of common knowledge knows that small animals can be really fierce when they are cornered!! Not that this man seemed comparable to a small critter in any way, save for the restless appearance he had.
The situation was clearly tense, and Diane did what she thought she did best. Remain in the background, prepared to start any kind of fight support literally any moment now. Whatever the team decided, she would be ready to support them. She had not been here before, she did not know these names that had been mentioned and so she was useless when it came to intel. Therefore, knowing her limitations put her in a rather easy if uncomfortable situation.
She only had one thing to do. Wait, and be ready for anything. Which of course made her feel uneasy. But what else could she do? Nothing, was the answer.
