Imenry was tired. But there was no way she'd have been asleep, even if she was in a bed instead of sitting inside a warm smithy with two of the people she cared for most in the world this moment. Signy had expressed interest in helping the man there, and Imenry knew of her background and skill in blades. She herself had taken the opportunity to use the smith's tools to properly sharpen her claymore. It hadn't needed much, as she kept the blade regularly tended and cleaned. So now it was sheathed again and leaning against the wall beside her where she sat on a crate of un-smelted metal. Brenn was with her, and they'd been talking in hushed voices.
She was loathe to be far from him now that she'd found him again. After believing he was dead these past years she was almost afraid that if she let him out of her sight again he would disappear, and it would have all been some crazy dream.
She'd had little sleep the night before, plagued by visions of ghouls and crying little girls and the way their blood congealed when it hit her blade. Rubbing at her eyes she tried to force the images from her head once more and shifted to lean her head back against the wooden wall behind her. It was warm in the smithy, but she rarely wore her furs and outer layers in the summer as it was, so she was not too uncomfortable at the moment. Even so, she was hoping that Signy would be ready to go soon.
As soon as the thought came to her there was a soft knock, and then the familiar dark head of Enchanter Lee poked into the small building. She looked over at the woman, listening to the exchange between her and Signy, then nudged Brennan with her foot and stood up, reaching for her sword. "Why don't we all go? You'll need someone to keep watch if you're going outside the village's protection."
It went without speaking that Imenry would be that person. She still considered herself responsible for Signy's safety after all, and besides, she had come to care for the dwarf and would not forgive herself if something had happened to her. Brennan certainly didn't have to come along himself, but she rather hoped he would, simply because she would wonder about where he was and what he was doing if he didn't.