She bellows out a heavy sigh, partly pleased to see that Owain is still able to hold to such a show, while the rest of her remembers her reservations at relying upon the dramatics he's known for conveying.

".. It would be my fate to be stuck with an unreliable fool like you. If you're finished, I say we spread ourselves over the city and meet back here before two hours have passed. Does that sound like a reasonable plan from your leader, or perhaps you might have a better idea?"