A feeling of dread fills the redhead as she figures out what is going on. She knows there is a job to do and she knows why she simultaneously feels like she is going to throw up. Angelina waits a little longer, hoping to get a better idea of the current home location of the bandits. Then she returns to the group, carefully, as to not get impaled by any of her very capable crew.
She suddenly becomes visible outside where they are waiting. She speaks in soft, worried tones. "Girls, we've got more trouble than we realized. Or, well, a different sort of trouble." Her eyes dart to her sister guiltily before she sighs. "It's poison. They are trading coins for poison. Terrible, painful, deadly poison that is likely going to be used on our unsuspecting friends." She lets that sink in. "We have to make a decision, do we finish our current mission? Or stray from the course, then try to finish it later?" She locks eyes with Briony, knowing there are things unsaid that can currently stay unsaid. "They ARE very capable."
Angelina looks to the bright moon and stars, her own memories distracting her. "They would come for us, and most of you know that."