Garrett was sitting on the ground crosslegged, one elbow against a knee, propping his head up with a fist.  As the group approached, he gestured dismissively and said:   "I don't get what these guys are trying to do.  Some adventure this turned out to be.  I hate undead."  He then sat up, brushing his pants off, and saw that they had been rejoined by Ithi'ka.<br/><br/>"What the hell?  She's alive?"  He strained to fight his expression of relief.   "Great.  That means that my requisition order for a more attractive female recruit will go ignored.  Oh well.  That troglodyte always ignores my requisitions."  He sighed.   "Well, not always, since I've only put in two requisitions.  I thought that she would have gone for that intelligent dagger.  I need someone to talk to."