As the newly made group enters Thronehold, the sudden change in weather resonates in Arimart's mind as if things were starting to get in their rightful place. At least now he is in his 'home'.

And just to remind him, the familiar face of Nyctessa greets him just as he steps out of the carriage. Assaulted with a concentrate fire of unending words, the Paladin can't even defend himself, if not by trying to parry her barrage with a couple of "I..." and "Ehrm..." between a (brief) breathing pause of the defense attorney and the other.
As she stops Arimart starts to answer her from the bottom.

"Well, he did leave prison escorted by dubious people while you were working on the case. That's what every Tribunal in Sharn would call a victory for the defense." He smiles quietly, hoping Nyctessa doesn't take his joke too personally (you never know with gnomes!) then shifts to the more important matters.

"I'm glad that they didn't hurt you, they could have been dangerous criminals! By any chance, did you notice if Maugrim seemed in himself or was lost in his musings? However, we may have another case to discuss sooner or later!" As he says it, he points at Arano and Draci, who are still behind him. "But for now I'll need to know what happened. Well, and I too have some things to tell you about MY evening!"