The birdlike girl lowers her head--sorrowful, for the folk that Himeka saw. The ones who hadn't made it, for whatever reason.

"I don't know. I don't know," It's more a whisper than a yell of anger--and it's unlikely that there will be any vulgar displays of power out of Meteion.

"The ones I saw didn't seem...afraid of the soldiers? But they also seemed wary of me? I'm not sure what that meant..." She shakes her head again. "They were only too willing to relinquish me when they were challenged."

The entelechy shrugs, then. She can't blame them--what else could mere townsfolk have done? "I don't understand very much about any of this."