@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!"