Rayyia listened to all the suggestions, as it was becoming a bit... tense, in the room. "Eilonwy knows conjuration," she mumbled, barely audible if it was. She did feel a bit bad pretty much sending her away; but it was best. For now, she was just awaiting a plan worthy of execusion. She was happy the others agreed, thinking of it to be great. But the issue was choosing who to be the captive.
Suddenly, things took a toxic turn as criticism developed anger. Something that happened to Kivuli and Ryder, obviously was a tender spot to Kivuli. Enough for her to snap back at him like a hungry wild wolf. As aggressive as Rayyia was, she was not exactly comfortable with people fighting in a group that cannot get along completely. When Kaz arrived with an idea, she hoped it was one everyone could agree on.
Eilonwy on the other hand, was pondering as she froze in the outside elements of the snow. Should she go and fight? Taking down the Thalmor was important, but she knew well enough that her first murder should not be of her own race, heritage, and at such a large extent of them. But again, they were horrible, awful people. Some of which she never wants to affiliate herself with.
She could just heal them from afar; they would never know! That way she wouldn't have to be seen, and she could heal her comrades! Plus, if she was well-hidden enough, she could attack with long range spells and quickly go into hiding once more! Now that was a plan that she could potentially use without disrupting the others.