[As the the fighting question, well. He's quite clearly unarmed and also half-turned to sprint away. But as the first aggressor charges up at them, Ibin flinches and a balled-up bandage flies out of his sleeve (not, as far as one can see, thrown by hand) and strikes the man in mid-shin, causing him to stumble. Won't slow him down for long, though. Ibin gives Eilonwy a harried, much more panicked than happy smile.]
Sort of! But they've been through enough, you know? They're only mad we're here, that's an easy fix!
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[As the the fighting question, well. He's quite clearly unarmed and also half-turned to sprint away. But as the first aggressor charges up at them, Ibin flinches and a balled-up bandage flies out of his sleeve (not, as far as one can see, thrown by hand) and strikes the man in mid-shin, causing him to stumble. Won't slow him down for long, though. Ibin gives Eilonwy a harried, much more panicked than happy smile.]
Sort of! But they've been through enough, you know? They're only mad we're here, that's an easy fix!