Roisin turns her attention toward his sister and asks the question that he fears the most. What is it you seek refuge from? Gavriel's gazes shifts to his sister - he notices her eyes grow wide and the nervous shifting of her feet.

Immediately Vesna feels all eyes on her; the young girl swallows nervously and draws a deep breath across her ashen lips. "Our mother... she sent us away to protect us from him," she pauses painfully as the thoughts of her mother flood to the forefront of her mind. She draws another ragged breath as the pain weighs down on her shoulders. "She told us of a place that I would be safe, while my brother travels North to visit our father," deep down she still feels confused over why she could not go. She is not a child anymore, after all she is almost as tall as him and easily beats him at their games of tag. That - in her mind - is enough of a reason why she shouldn't be treated like a child.

A smile touches Gavriel's lips as his sister bravely answers the Peak General's question with little hesitation. He swivels his large head and focuses his attention back on Roisin. He wonders if her answer is enough to grant Vesna safe refuge on their craggy peak.