The one little wench was being mighty sweet now that she saw she had an audience. Harna knew why the girls were fighting. They hated each other and looked for any excuse to fight. "Well that was mighty unkind of her, wasn't it?" his voice was dry, bland. "I'll leave the two of them to you, Wherhandler." he turned his attention to the other (standing) woman. "Make sure when you're done with them, you send them my way for some things I need done."
He started to walk away, then paused at the question Bali called out to the Weyrfolk. "The only thing the standing one is guilty of is being an annoyance. The squished one is guilty of jumping to assumptions and unprovoked assault on a fellow Candidate." He didn't know their names. He didn't care. Pausing, he waited to see if there were any other questions or if he could get back to finishing his drink and (maybe) enjoying some relative peace.
