Her point with the Desians was more that it's easy to conflate them with half-elves. Here they don't have that problem; there's no evil legion of Foreigners to make their reputation that much worse. Just the one murderer.

"I don't disagree with you," Raine says, a little bit ruefully. She knows she's in such a position that she doesn't bear the brunt of it, and even so it still makes her very tired some days.

She is more than happy to move on when Genis indicates. "Everyone's sharing," she says. She had considered trying to cook something to offer, but in the end ran out of time. "Here-- this way, I see someone cooking at that fire." A thought occurs to her. "Did you have a chance to make anything?"