SuLan blinked, then smiled softly.<br/><br/>"Ah.  You don't mind, then?"  She giggled.  "Honorable Father is a bit of a womanizer, and it seems to have rubbed off."<br/><br/>A soft squeak from over her shoulder brought SuLan's attention back to Uncle, who peered at Jenny from under the Asian's poncho.<br/><br/>"You go stand guard, then,"she said to him.  "We will rest.  Just rest.  A dead titanspawn is not a cozy roommate."<br/><br/>With a shrug that seemed all too human and utterly resigned, the Capuchin slid down SuLan's body and skittered away.  Then the slender young woman sat next to Jenny and leaned into her side.<br/><br/>"Just rest.  For now."