Celeste's nerves were a jumbling mess. It seemed like the situation was so bizarre, nobody seemed to know what to do or say. Bowing to her had somewhat been reflexive, now the soldiers talked back and forth in hushed whispers. A few very eying her with firm suspicion, some stared at her in awe, others looking unsure.
Will and the others were a comforting presence behind her. She took strength in the fact that no matter what happened, they were with her. It seemed like ages before the man from before addressed Ben solemnly,
" Are you absolutely sure it's her boy?"
Celeste felt the need to point out that she could talk for herself but she found that her throat was as dry as sand.
Ben unflinchingly stared back at the man
" I am"
The man sighed loudly before turning to her
" Ser Jaim
