(preview) Talk to the twins.

You make step away from Arabella and then find the twins. They both stare at you as they hug each other near the fire. Mikko smiles, while Gwendolion doesn't seem so trusting. You sit across from them and then sigh. "Well, that was pretty crazy."

Mikko smile widens before she starts to nod. "You were incredibly brave just now! I don't think I know anyone that would have done that for us. I'm jealous!"

"Jealous? Is that the right word?" You ask, extending your hands out towards the fire. "I think you both did fairly good, considering the situation."

Her smile remains. "Thank you. But, I'm afraid it was Arabella that kept us in check. I, myself, was thinking about bolting out as soon as you shot. You were so swift!"

You squint slightly. This was a little weird. You felt a lot...mightier as she praised you. You rub your hands together and then look at the flames as they dance along the scrapes of wood. "I...just did what I could. Nothing else to it. There are others that could have done it better than me."