"You can't bring her here, Jacke!"
"What are ye squawkin' about, Stray? It's just some dove what needs a room and a bite o'food. Y'won't even know she's here."
"M'not daft, you dunce! I know damn well who that is!"
"No. Ye don't."
"Half o' LaNoscea knows ye've been cavortin' with the Cross girl since you was babs. An' now the whole family's dead an' here's you bringin' in her that look n'awful lot like—"
"V'kebbe."
"..."
"Ye don't know her. Ye've never seen her before. 'er name's Brina, not nothin' else. Un'erstand me?"
"...yer gonna get us all stabbed, you ass. Who knows wot ruffmans is after her."
"V'kebbe,please."
"Do ye know how much trust yer askin' for?"
"...aye, I do."
A sigh.
"...fine."