Well aware of the pissed off men that she sauntered with or at least the certainty of only one entirely incensed with her , Fionna decides, in the meantime, that it be best her opinion on whatever she saw, or is believed to have been seen, be kept to herself.
For if she speaks now to Wesley, would it lead to a lasting quarrel and make her more likely to loose it, as only her selfish needs would be considered in the first minutes of their arguement. Forgetting, that they too be here to aid her, but just not at the expense of loosing her.
Back at the carriage, had they stood hushed. With glances mistakenly exchanged by her and the other men, other than the main person in it all.
Wesley surveyed anything, but her.
Surely, the one man that had stayed behind to look after the goods noticed
