Running into Marcus and his men had been disconcerting, and the days that followed weren't exactly less so. Sure, Liam was here - a surprise as much as it was a comfort - and every day that passed without their heads on pikes or worse was something of a reassurance... But he also felt, very much, as though they were merely waiting for the other boot to drop.
So he hadn't strayed very far from Sarnai and the baby, when he could avoid it, even if he really wanted to catch up with his friend. How had Liam fallen in with Marauders? What had driven him away from the school? Did he know what happened?
And, perhaps just as much, he wanted to talk to their host... To get a sense of the man and what they had agreed to fight for. Even if he'd told Sarnai that they should use the coming chaos as cover for their escape. She hadn't entirely agreed - what if they had a better chance with greater numbers? What if it was only a matter of time before either was thrown under the wagon wheel?
But with Sarnai in Liam's company, he could breathe a little easier...and throw out the idea of trying to find out what all he had missed. He doubted his old friend would feel so comfortable speaking of such around his new traveling companion, and so turned his efforts instead toward looking for the man who, currently, had more to say about their fates than he was entirely comfortable with. Where was Marcus, anyway...?