The involvement of the other woman draws some of Velanna's attention, although it's little more than an angry sideways glance, initially. Of course, then she actually starts talking sense, which is frankly refreshing.

"Ah, look at this, a shemlen with a grasp of logic. Isn't that novel?" She draws in a breath, straightening her shoulders a little, and while she may be shorter than most of those present, she carries herself in such an imposing way that the villagers who weren't already backing up finally start to, now.

"Best listen to her and run along. Enough blood has been spilled for today."