Finally. Finally they were here. Maeve got up off the floor and walked over to Cathair's side standing just a little bit behind him. It was a formation of sorts. He could be in front and be the protector but she was just visible enough that if she had to attack, she could move forward quite easily.
God, she would have appreciated a build up at least, to gauge the two... She didn't know them like Cathair. Hadn't become friends with them (to which she'd had an 'I told you so' moment with Cath earlier). But it was said and now all there was left was to wait out the shitstorm.