"Close the gate!" Hen screams out and in a second there is a flurry of activity.
"What? What? No, you can't do that." Tempest turned to the woman.
"You aren't in any place to tell me what I should and shouldn't be doing." Hen sneered at Tempest.
"Look, I know you think you are doing the right thing, but if you close the doors it'll only make things worse. At least if that's who I think it is." Tempest was starting to panic.
She didn't know if what she saw was Dron or any of the people from the stronghold but she did know that she and the rest had been in this settlement for too long without being able to check in with Mexyn. There was a great chance Mexyn had already rounded up the wagons. She'd need to find a way to make sure no one was hurt due to a misunderstanding.
"Where is my wrist device?" Tempest asked trying to get closer to Hen.
