Then you know how hard it is to trust again when someone puts a knife at your throat.

[And they had to. No one wanted to- but they had to. Just remembering the sound of foghorn makes Xayah's ears twitch- the unpleasant, unsettling sound.

She looks up at him then glances at the bundle under her cloak-]

I never used the ocarina to communicate with them. I was just- [she gives Kakyoin the braid she made out of vines and nods at the shuffling spirit- 'offer it to them'] -nice. It won't hurt to try.

[She lifts the cloak and the spirit is instantly on alert, looking up at both of them. Mostly focused on him, since they don't know him.]