[ Her eyes widen, flicking once from his hand to his face. For a moment she almost refuses, but this was what she asked for. What kind of coward would she be to back down now?

Syllona swallows, searching briefly-- there. There's a man carrying a barrel, back turned. She takes Cat's hand, reaching her other hand to pull her dagger out. ]

H-him. To the left. [ She speaks under her breath, just as the man passes them by. ] Where should I aim?