Vadric grimaces at Anniston's words. He was glad to have Warsong with him. While carrying a weapon in mixed company may not be thought polite, being caught unprepared was even worse. The warrior-priest was beginning to wish that he had dressed in his armor this evening, though. His clothing would offer scant protection versus a weapon. Still, he had his faith in the Light, and his ability to channel its divine nature was no small thing.