Ryan sense the tension rising, and the mood turning from normal to quite annoyed. Most of the people in the little room now stand with their hands on their weapons. Ryan doesn't trust the fqct that there will not be more fights not a hundred percent. So, he speaks: "Dear everyone, please stand down. Like our young friend here already said, we are guests here. Now please hold your grudges against each other for another day, and I'm sure the Lady," he takes a quick look around the room, "or someone here, can tell us why we have been gathered, for what purpose?"