As Amber changed in his tent, Arturo quickly divested himself of his wet clothes. It was warm enough he didn't bother dressing fully, just pulled on his pants and shirt and leaving the rest for later. Leaving Sean out front of his tent in case she came out and needed a guide, he walked around camp, checking on the progress. He stopped at the funeral pyre and nodded at the way the bodies had been laid out. “As soon as everyone is done, we will light it,” he said walking away.

He glanced at his tent. The girl perplexed him. He'd heard of the water speakers, the castle kept one. But he'd never heard of them using the water then more then a medium for communication. This girl seemed to have a special relationship with the water. She could manipulate it to do as she wished. His mind, being on the bent of military couldn't stop from thinking of the implications of her ability in battle. Of course it wouldn't work on a large skill, but in a small area and battle it would be nice to have a “secret.” Also the idea of having a way to communicate would be a wonderful thing to have. Running a hand through his hair, he sighed. He would have to take her to the capital and speak to his advisers.

He looked once again at his tent and frowned. He wondered if she were okay. She had had a traumatic episode. She'd been doing so well, he hoped she hadn't broken down.