Uh-oh, Refia was being mother hen again. She didn't approve of Ingus' methods of being very sparing with his rations when he wasn't entirely certain how long it would take to catch up with them. He had asked, he had prepared as much as he possibly could, but he was still being as careful as possible just in case something didn't work out very well. Though he had a feeling Refia wouldn't listen if he tried to argue his side, so he simply set his face in a neutral expression and prepared to take the lecture without comment.

Then Luneth had to speak up... Ingus resisted the urge to facepalm, but did cast Luneth a brief thankful glance before deciding maybe it was his own turn to intervene. Wordlessly he grabbed his spear, gathered up his things, and brushed past the group. "We should move on." He said in his quietly commanding tone, nodding to Arc to come with him.

Poor Arc doesn't need to see that spat.