[Quiet Man Cometh]

Looks like she’s back to normal.

Syrgei stands up, watching as the Mesmer berates the Elementalist now sitting on the ground and cradling his legs. I suppose this is going be normal.

When the scowling settles, he looks to Tsaerri, “you know, it probably wouldn’t kill you to be a little more personable,” and hands her the peasant clothing he has draped his arm. “As I said, not much, but you can likely find something better in town. I don’t think our sponsor will object to the trip.” He gestures back towards the reservoir. “There’s a pump-house there where you can change. I’m just going to assume you don’t want any extra help.”