You didn’t “stay behind”. It is a misnomer to call it that. A vengeful force that was guiding our hand saw our cowardice, frowned, and ensured that we would have a reason to return. You were captured and held for ransom.
Your minty believed we had a duty to enter that compound, and we failed to muster the courage. Cowardice in our ranks rendered people incapable of rising to the challenge. Mistrust in each other’s abilities is what let the fear turn our hearts.
We panicked, we wasted a charge on a vortex, and in the end we still had to return to that place to rescue the two of you.
I use that example as justification against the accusation you level against me: I don’t trust anyone in this town.
Should I? You may answer if you so choose; it matters not.
In what do you trust?
The Famed, Witty, and Wonderful Bard