In a few moments, they'll be going in. The patter of conversation is still somehow light, regardless of the details Tony's shared with them. As horses are tethered and preparations are made to descend, Ellis taps Adrasteia lightly on the shoulder and tips his head, drawing her away from the group to the edges of the ruins.

"I need to ask you to do something for me," he says, without preamble. There's no cause to hold up the group to dance around what he needs from her.