This afternoon Jilia is not in her office, but looking around the palace's surrounding neighborhood for a suitable location for what she's tentatively calling the Augustana Tavern. She's not waiting for anyone, and her network of problem-finders isn't in high gear, but she is hoping for a visit from someone. Both that she's alive, and that she comes to ask.
"Lady Jilia?"
She's not wearing her badger jacket anymore, but she has saved it. She will wear it again.
She has some of the other girls with her, hanging back. They're not the right material for what She wants to do, but Lady Jillia might have a use for them.
"Oraneta, right? I'm glad to see you still well. I wasn't sure if you might be hurt by the attack on Eriape."
Oraneta bites her lip. "No, we were all in the warehouse. Was what you said to Paloma...a warning?"
"A little. Eriape angered a lot of powerful people, and the adventuring nobles attacking was going to happen. I was mostly warning her you would all be without jobs soon, and apologizing that there wasn't anything I could do to stop it."
"Eriape was very prepared, but from what I heard they were just too many, and too powerful. I'm sorry too."
She pauses, and looks up at Jilia. It's not that far- she's quite tall for an urchin, and the tallest in her group.