"Noted." Joss responds to Patch, leaning heavily on his cane when the quartet come to a stop.  With both hands placed on the curved top, he looks more fit for a parade then the wilderness around the capital, and undoubtedly would prefer to be there if the wrinkle in his brow is any indication.  "I am dreadfully sorry to report that if you wish to observe the troll closely, and without alerting him to our presence, I am wildly ill-prepared to offer much assistance.  My own skill is not traditionally that of a Divinist, and my subterfuge is even worse.  I am more like to fall and stub my toe than I am to sneak upon such a being unnoticed.  My apologies, of course."<br/><br/>At Nakinna, he shakes his head.  "Of course, such delights had best wait for now lest I lose the capacity to think for lack of blood... but perhaps you could give us a show after all?  Perhaps a way to scry upon the monstrous leftenant, or even assist our companions in such a manner that would allow them to get closer without being observed?"  He tilts his head for a moment, looking past the two scarecrows and the world beyond.  "Mmm, or we could throw caution to the wind and simply approach the creature.  I, of course, bow to the wisdom of you two.  Experience is something that I do not have for such a delicate situation."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>