He can’t help it; Seregil is useless for the first day or so. With Alec going with the others and the decision for him to stay back, it’s hard. So for the first day, he secludes himself in the blankets and pillows they’d shared and prays to Aura for Alec’s safe return.

After his pity party and praying, Seregil gets to work investigating what is going on and listening for unrest among those left behind. There’s no shortage of it, of course. If the groups don’t succeed, they’re all dead. That’s never an easy thing to face.

When he can, he breaks into the conversations, commenting on how brave the groups are, how skilled. After all, several of them were present when the moss attacked, and they all made it through unscathed, didn’t they?

One of the things a Nightrunner is good at is investigating strange and disturbing occurrences. It’s something that Seregil is best at. He moves silently through the tinned crowds of people and looks over things.

At present, he’s simply looking out into the endless blackness, thinking over the things that he’s heard and found.