They refused, they did not. We did not know if it was one of yours, it had failed to identify itself.
It was inevitable, the situation was dire, your kin were involved in a massacre, and the emotional state of the individual we were confronting required that there would be no Nomads nearby.
This was the consequence of refusing to leave. We cannot stop them from lashing out. And we most certainly did not require potential compromise on the task at hand. A careful touch, as they say.