Ameiko frowns and narrow her eyes. She's silent for a time before responding slowly. "No concern? You are going to Magnimar for the first time unsupervised, for a reason I do not know for a week? Do you hear that, Miro?" She leans back to look at the halflings back as he furiously attempts to be uninvolved. "Your sister is going off to Magnimar and we aren't supposed to be concerned. If she," Ameiko shrugs, looking off into some distant future. "Disappears, let's say with no sign of why, we're supposed to say, "Oh don't worry. I'm sure it's fine- that thing she was going to do for some reason surely went so well, that she doesn't need any help from us. We should continue to live our lives without a concern! I mean, it's not like there's crazy Lamashtu cultist or goblin hordes or normal criminals running around." She leans back and glowers at Synovia, indignant to the bone.