Fitz startles at the same time that Huaisang does, which--isn't a great sign, to be honest, and pure instinct has his hand dropping to the very mean-looking ax sitting at his belt and stepping to place himself between Huaisang and... whatever this nebulous threat may be. (Did we not mention there's an ax on his belt? There's an ax on his belt, and he definitely knows how to use it.)

But then Nighteyes comes to his side again and leans his substantial bulk against Fitz's legs, stopping him from taking another step towards the reverberation of that blade against the ground. Brother. It isn't real.

nighteyes coming in clutch tbh, the mvp

"Right," Fitz says, and it's not clear whether he's agreeing with Nighteyes, or with Huaisang, but at this point, it doesn't matter, does it. "Right," he says again, and this time he sounds more sure of himself, and while he can still hear the distant, agonized screams of the Fool, though it galls him to remember those moments, he is no longer reliving them. He blinks his eyes several times, pushes a hand through his hair, and then looks back at Huaisang and his fan, and pauses.

...Yes, this young man with his artfully illustrated fan sure did call him 'Changer,' did he? He puts a pin in that for later.

"Do you know of a place where we can seek shelter, until..." His voice tapers off uncertainly. Until what, exactly? "Until the danger has passed?"