"I, for one, agree with Soliin's suggestion that he scout ahead." Mai'ngor has seen the small one move, quick and sharp. His own spearbearer, Brynn, is one of the small folk. He wonders where Brynn might be now.
Mai'ngor whispers to Elfog and Eldeth as they pass, "Beware our drow friend. That one may turn on us at any moment."