Yennefer's attention moves between the two others before violet eyes drop to the Sleepers closest to her. They were still so young, but without much to live for, though not if they were stuck in their minds.

She moves to collect a woman's hand that had slipped off the edge of the slab -- the same woman that grabbed hold of her, leaving a dark bruising mark on her forearm.

Moiraine had a point, but she wouldn't interfere. So, she stayed quiet.