Neide:
"Well, that's true...", Neide admitted, "The question is: what do you think he could do now? We have Arno... do you think that Festin could have some other men in his employ that he could use to strike back? Or... maybe he'll try to escape?"
"The first is certainly possible, but unlikely. Arno and his men were the best men he had up his sleeve. I can't imagine him abandoning all he's built up here and running... more likely he'll just try to have me assassinated, than to flee..."
Neide:
Her hand touched the hilt of her sword, as she continued:
"In any case, I think it'd a good idea to make our move now and bring Festin in. Before he has any chance of organizing his men or making an escape..."
"...If you'd said 'well, I'm happy my friends and I were able to help you so much, and now we have to go, good luck with everything,' I would have said 'thanks so very much for all you've done.' But if you're willing to go and help arrest him, then I eagerly accept. I think you've got some very good points about how a cornered man is capable of anything. I'll come too, of course. But... is right now good for you, or do you need some rest first?"