As much as he'd been hoping that the children would somehow end up being allowed to stay behind, Alistair is glad that Martin's at least within arm's reach of ... wherever it is they were. He frowned, furrowing his brows.

"If we were going to end up in some place that was hotter than the south end of a north-facing rage demon, they could've let those of us overburdened with armour know." He'd be able to last for a while, but keeping the armour on for too long was going to get bothersome quickly.