She giggled behind her hand, and settled back for comfort and an unhindered view of the other patrons. "I like to keep my head clear. The day has been long, and I fear wine would have me sleep before I have done this fine meal the justice it deserves." She raised her mug to Wu and smiled. "I shall join our friend in abstinence, and perhaps, when the hour grows right, we may persuade him to recite some poetry for us? The lack of the fine arts are all that lacks for an evening blessed." Her gaze traveled briefly to the female traveler who, as far as she could see, did not belong to any of the other groups. What would it be like, to travel alone and without comfort? A chill crept over her spine and she returned her warm and happy smile to her companions.