Resignation.

Looking at the hood, Tarmen didn’t feel much conflict about his choice. He didn’t appreciate the attitude the woman had though and barely held back a rather potent retort, grabbing the hood instead.
He doubted they would kill him, Stran had made that clear, but he wondered just how cult like these people were. Maybe he could take a few down with him if things ended up more like Sentinel Island.
To their credit, his ‘vision’ had left an impression. His usual nightmares had a new presence to them, like an outsider judging him from the shadows. It had truly been more disturbing than the imp.
Vastad’s balls he just wanted some damn peace and if this is what it took to get more Felfar, then so be it.
Placing the cloth over his head, he looked towards the woman.
“Alright, let’s get this over with.”