Oh. That type of voice does not.... bring back any good memories for Xie Lian, and he involuntarily winces before he can stop and compose himself, to give another short bow.

"... Alright. Thank you for having given us shelter. And... for this."

A vague gesture to the people(?) helping out with the corpses.

"Hopefully, we'll be out of your hair soon. I don' think it's a good idea for us to remain here too long."