Tension has built to a nearly insufferable level within the carriage, and when they stop by the doors of the burnt-out chantry, Teren is quick to alight from the vehicle. She holds out an arm to assist the weakened Mishka, silent and, if one squints, even deferent as she helps him along. With her hair and dress still indicating Madame D'Arriere, it's likely easy to forget this is Teren at all.
No one demands that any of the others come along, but they are welcome to.

Raelle hops down from the cab seat and hurries toward the old chantry, heaving its door open to admit the two. She proceeds to hold it open for any others who enter, though when Benevenuta approaches, she waves her down for a private word.

Teren helps Mishka down the nave as directed, toward the end of the collapsing room, where there lies a well-disguised trapdoor leading to an underground passage. She will not be joining him beneath; the object of their mission was simply to deliver him to safety and ensure his escape.
However, before they've fully reached it, the trapdoor begins to open of its own accord.

A tense moment follows, though Mishka seems unbothered. A woman emerges, perhaps a bit older than Teren, her skin dark as night and her clothing as refined as it is practical. The moment her face becomes visible, Teren makes a sound like all the air is leaving her body; half gasp, half sob. Mishka smiles sadly as she tears herself from his side, hurrying forward to embrace the woman with an uncharacteristic desperation. They lock lips, and at once their relationship becomes clear.

Perhaps Anders will know who it is, perhaps not. Either way, Mishka turns with an apologetic smile to regard everyone else who came in. "You'll have to give them a moment," he says gently, "it has been quite a while."