Rollick looked rather surprised to see Uluki on horseback with a strange young man, though he didn't seem particularly concerned about it. The young man didn't appear dangerous, and Uluki didn't look distressed.
Uluki called out a hello to him as they approached, which Rollick returned, and then when they got closer she introduced the young man.
"Rollick, this is Aorle. He helped me find Zee and Martin. They're safe and waiting for us."
Rollick looked relieved by this news, but merely nodded to acknowledge it. "Pleased to meet you, Aorle. Thank you for your help."
Then, realizing her introduction had been one-sided, and the fact she knew Rollick didn't mean everyone did, she added, "Aorle, this is my husband, Rollick. Aorle has offered us a place to stay." Anticipating Rollick's reaction, she added, "And he's working on a project we can help with, too. He wants to provide shelter for his warriors and other people." She wasn't sure how many others, or what kind of people. She'd need to ask about that. "We can help him prepare for their arrival, and see their needs met."
Rollick seemed much more willing to consider that idea than to accept a hand-out, as she'd known he would be. He was certainly not opposed to accepting help from others, but only if there was some sort of mutual benefit to the person offering. Uluki found that an interesting contrast to how freely he would give help, asking nothing in return.
"That is kind of you, Aorle," Rollick said in response. "I can assure you that Uluki in particular will be of great help to you. She's quite good at that sort of thing. Her efforts when we had to fight an evil--"
Uluki met Rollick's eyes and shook her head slightly. He looked back at her questioningly, unsure why she didn't want him to talk about it, but he allowed the subject to drop. "Anyway, she's done quite a good job organizing the community in the past, and I will help you as I can."
As kind as Aorle seemed, that was, Uluki felt, too dangerous to talk about. They'd already strayed onto thin ice. It was clear from what Rollick had just said that the "we" of her earlier story did not include himself, which would seem strange since he'd also made it clear he was present and involved in the situation at the time.
It wasn't a matter of trusting Aorle or not. That had been such a strange time, a time people who weren't there probably wouldn't understand. Even some people who were there didn't. Uluki knew what Rollick had suffered, how hard he'd fought, how brave he was. Sometimes she'd suspected the others had just seen Rollick as a body. The host to an evil god, but one who, through his unwillingness to cooperate with the god, was useful as they fought against it... but worth nothing more than that. Nothing but a future corpse, when his purpose was served.
Rollick knew about that-- of course he knew-- but it was Uluki who had heard the words, Uluki who had seen the lack of concern in the eyes of those who spoke them. There had been the paladin, who had told her calmly that Rollick would be too tainted to live after his ordeal, that he had lost his honour, that he deserved to die. On the opposite end of the spectrum, there had been the Tiefling, who had followed Rollick around for days after his return, demanding for him to say that he'd enjoyed the experience and had felt powerful, in spite of his truthful insistence that it had been hellish, and something one should try to avoid. Rollick himself had been unable to avoid it, and it made Uluki feel a little ill to hear someone ask over and over if he'd liked his trauma.
No, better not to tell Aorle anything about it, not just yet. It was hard to know how people... even good people... would react. It could put Rollick's life in danger, if people knew, and she was unwilling to risk losing him. She couldn't help imagining armed men with shadowy faces circling him, surrounding him...
Uluki shook her head, suddenly aware she'd been visibly lost in thought... and she'd no doubt looked troubled. Her mind returned to the pragmatic, and she smiled again.
"As I don't think even Aorle's wonderful horse can carry all of us back, perhaps Rollick and I should walk and meet you. I assume Dash is flying above, trying to spot Zee..." Rollick nodded his confirmation of this. "...So we'll keep an eye out for her on the way and signal her when we see her." They could hardly join her in the sky, after all. "Aorle, I'm sure you have a great many other things to attend to today, and I hate to delay you more than we already have."