Herian doesn't speak much, just listens - she nods at the suggestion regarding the little keg, offers a faint smile that is all the fainter for the circumstances and her being Herian, but perhaps it still offers some encouragement and approval for the proposed idea, and tosses a pelt over her shoulder. Who knows the state of the children, exactly, but it might help.

Kaisa raises an excellent point.
"Wise words, Warden." It does seem suspicious, but all told, Herian is a better fighter than tactician.

"Have there been any traps? We must move the children out with all haste," she doubts there's anyone here who'd disagree, "but if there are any clues for the Inquisition, perhaps one or two of us might linger after to find what we can."