She raises a hand out in front of him. No. Not yet. "Shhh." She hisses and watches the direction in which they walked for a little longer before silently shifting down the tunnel. Old habits that come too easily, but right now all she cares about is the body being dragged, the dread curling in her stomach as they approach.

This is all unfamiliar, yet somehow, somehow Kate knows what they're about to find.

A trial.

The tunnel hollows out into a large cavern, empty of everything but a few bodies. A group of indistinct shapes huddled together, discussing things between themselves, and six people strung up against a pole running through the room itself.

The shock of pink hair is hard to mistake, but Kate's more concerned with the others there, her fingers curling into the dirt of the tunnels.

"Very well." The voice isn't hers, nor any of the people hanging there, waiting judgement. It's the voice of the one passing it. "Our decision is made, for each of your crimes."

Kate, standing next to Curufin, hisses in a sharp breath. It's the trial they managed to avoid, and the list will be long. C'mon, Alicia, do summat, she urges under her breath, but none of the shapes trussed up so much as blink.