<strong>Torven</strong><br/><br/>He followed along, after a murmured, "No reason not to . . . it can be quite an aid . . . in a fight."  Torven returned the smile and walked along silently beside her.  He seemed lost in thought the whole way, considering his minor predicament and what he could do to get out of it, beyond silence and buying her dinner.<br/><br/>-> Training Room