Wu sought a nice, safe, stable wall against which he could lean in a nonchalant fashion, protecting his own rear and flank while he gazes soberly at the passers-by.<br/><br/>"This is no proper hour to be awake!  One ought to be sleeping off a long night of merry-making and fine wine, to say nothing of pleasant company and warm friendship, not idling here and waiting for the gates to be opened."<br/><br/>He surreptitiously closed one hand on the hilt of his blade, just in case.