@Cedric and Ementha
"Right, then." Gillian says. "Let's g-"
"Uh, Gill," interrupts Tring. He gestures at the man approaching.
"Not another one," mutters Gillian. "I wonder what this man wants."
"Whatever it is, he's armed." Tring observes. "He's got a crossbow as well as his staff." He waves at the approaching stranger as he hisses between his teeth, "Cedric! Be ready!"