[When Kratos tenders the question to the family, the children hop up at once, and the mother's relieved expression should say it all as far as Yuan can understand, though she does respond verbally also.]

They'll come with.

[It's a familiar bustle as they gather their meagre luggage, clustering together in subconscious protection -- but less so than they might have, without someone who can actually communicate with them. Kratos falls into customary step just behind Yuan; the Marsyas family follows close after, and, as usual, it's Kratos who sets the pace.]