[Caitlyn doesn't share Ratonhnhaké:ton's reticence to answer, because she doesn't see the issue. She's an officer of the Hand with a signed letter from the commander of the Hand giving her entry. That surely must convey enough authority that she can bring a compatriot with her. So, while he nods, she is quick to speak.]
Yes, he's with me.
[The guard looks at her more skeptically at that - and she can't fathom why - but he looks back to her letter, back to Ratonhnhaké:ton, back to the letter, and finally nods. The letter is handed back and the guard steps aside to allow them entry, though the guard's gaze is still on Ratonhnhaké:ton, perhaps not entirely convinced.]
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Yes, he's with me.
[The guard looks at her more skeptically at that - and she can't fathom why - but he looks back to her letter, back to Ratonhnhaké:ton, back to the letter, and finally nods. The letter is handed back and the guard steps aside to allow them entry, though the guard's gaze is still on Ratonhnhaké:ton, perhaps not entirely convinced.]