"Thank you, Clan Chief Dal."
"Don't mention it, we should be thanking you... Without this gentleman's help, I fear we would have all perished in that unrest at the Mia Hotel."
Dal shook his head, first glancing at Fisher, who was sitting in the carriage with his eyes closed, recuperating. He then glared at his daughter Juna, who couldn't stop looking at Fisher, prompting her to stick out her tongue helplessly and hop out of the carriage first.
"You don't have to hurry down. The attack at the hotel probably wasn't targeted at our Snow Fox Species. I believe Miss Valentina is also in the dark about this... You can take your time to talk, and come down after we've set up the camp."
