The green shard shimmering from her hand gave him a good idea precisely what he was dealing with. Another Rifter - young and probably with no idea of what was going on. Of course, she denied the claim of spy readily enough, but it was clear that all she was was frazzled, and just a little frightened.

He sheathed the sword, before he clapped his hands together, drawing the birds attention to himself. Then he swept through their ranks in the most threatening manner possible, easily done even without the blade naked in his hands, and they scattered to the sky, cawing as they took flight. All but the Baron, whom Norrington held out his arm as he stated to the bird, "Your mother requires her notice, Baron."

Baron cawed at him, before hopping on his arm and offering his leg. Norrington nodded, then looked back to the girl. "I'm afraid, since you wear that shard ... you are not going to find a way to get a message to anyone you know, my Lady."