Ptricia examined the hand held out to her. "You even need to ask?"<br/><br/>She took it. "It's not like I haven't met, heck, been friends with extra dimensional entities before. It's your actions, not your origins that interest me. And you've proven to be loyal and able and compassionate, if a bit prone not to think things through before acting. However, it's Chris who makes decisions for the band, I already stated that and I'm sticking to it. I'll advise... and in this case I'd advise yes, but you'll have to ask him. Later. He needs his rest, and the comfort of a cuddly fox snuggled up against him."