"It all seems as quiet and dreary as mornings can be before dawn." Jaio-Jie stiffled a yawn and bowed her head. "The parties are over and what remains seem just ordinary merchants wishing for their soft, warm beds." She shivered and clasped her cloak at the throat. "Even the guards look tired." Leaning a little closer towards Li, she added, "sleepy guards may not have too keen sight, they might not remember us after their well earned rest."