"Townsfolk," Meteion agreed. "Those are who came for me, though I cannot say why--and yes, they handed me over to the guards." She doesn't really understand any of it, and that's clear to see. But the Au Ra isn't the type to deceive or mislead--not unless totally necessary. And Meteion is not inclined to make her choose that. Not for the moment, and likely, not at all.

"I imagine they have some sort of plan in mind, but as things are now, I cannot tell. And I doubt they'd answer if I asked." Even with her air of innocence and harmlessness, at the moment, there are a few who know what she could be capable of. Assuming there was enough dynamis here to fuel her powers.

She glances at the empty space near her, then up to Himeka. "It is not. You are quite welcome to take it, if you like."