Ingrid drummed her fingers on her armor. She frowned at the idea of meeting in an alienage. She'd met precious few elves in her day, true, but none had ever received her with particular warmth. The few at the Keep had made no secret of their distrust of her.
"With all due respect, Lieutenant, we are all outsiders here, except Ser Marrok. You would have us go to the one place where we are all outsiders? I have met few elves, and fewer still who willingly trust humans on sight. I agree with Ser Marrok. Better to meet elsewhere unless we have no other choice. Make the alienage one of the backups, ja?"
Her impatience was barely contained. "But we still need a main plan. The sooner we have that decided, the sooner we can know other plans, and the sooner we can act. The longer we wait, the harder it will be."