It helped. It helped because T'baran sounded calm and had a clear idea what to do at a point where Bl'by was caught between getting away and pushing back through to find Cuylar. Just..get out, work out what was happening.. and then maybe run. He nodded and swallowed back on the panic, starting to push Andie and V'rex forward again until they were out of the worst of the crowd, keeping a sharp eye to make sure T'baran didn't somehow vanish on the way.Andronda had been alarmed when the one rider had recognized her;
someone had stabbed one Weyrwoman, who was to say there weren't riders
involved, and without her knots and everyone panicking, was he
*looking* for her specifically? She couldn't manage to squeak out a
response, nor pull herself away from Bl'by's vice-like grip to slip
away. Instead she was pulled along with the other two, towards the
edges of the crowd. The mention that there was no keening of the
dragons did help calm some of Andronda's fear. No keening meant
Kassia was alive, if not well. But that didn't mean safe, by any
means. Especially if gold riders were being targeted.
The more the crowd thinned out, the easier it was to scan the edges of
the dance square, and just as they spotted her, Andronda spotted her
guards as well. A pair of large men, both tall and strongly built,
came striding over quickly to intercept the group of riders.
"Lady Andronda, are you hurt?" asked Mion.
"Sir, please unhand Gold rider Andronda," Tofin said, looking at Bl'by
sternly. Not threateningly, because he didn't yet see a threat, but
there was an authoritative tone to his voice that would brook no
argument from anyone.
"Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the goal of arriving safely
in a prettily preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways in a
shower of gravel and party shards, thoroughly used, utterly exhausted,
and loudly proclaiming: "F*** ME, that Rocked!!" -unknown