[Princess words are harsh, but Clay remembers the white bird he saw on that day and holds his ground. The others look to him for his reaction, and when they notice that he stands unaffected, they too are unchanged by her powerful words.]
Am sure in what we are doing. I do not think I wish to talk more about this. What you can give to us is cursed weapon to fight the blessed, a way past the fleet of ships at Fortuna, and something to lighten the mood.