Korsarro flinched at the mention of Mary. It seemed that the midget Tanners psyche would not let his folly go just yet. He smiled slightly at the news she was recovering. It was lucky. He would have to be more careful in future. A fact that he made sure was beaten into his psyche. Sipping his mead, an idea springs to his mind. He ponders it for a moment.<br/><br/>"Say... Arn, that relic of yours... Alyssa here knows the basics of studying artifacts... As do I... Do you think... We could get away with studying the thing here?" He shakes his head "Obviously, not in the banquet hall but... you know what I mean." He shook his head aain, he still had a debt to pay.