The tension between the mature woman and the girl - who was so far past mature she'd circled back into immature - made Qat walk away. She gathered the items they'd found and would need to bring back. Carefully placing the evidence in her pack along with the journal and insignia.
With that taken care of, she began to clean and polish her blade further. She treasured the weapon too much to let it stay unclean. Though as she wiped the black away, she did wonder why she wasn't *quite* as concerned about what was sullying her mint-drop.
'Is it because I know she is able to deal with it on her own?'
Kefa blew a sigh and pointed at the corpse after looking away from the pleasant smiling brunette.
"Shouldn't we take him with us? He's also evidence of the conspiracy."
"Wouldn't a search party be sent to evaluate the story here? No beast will come to eat it with wounds like that…"
