"Not long." Parcival shrugs. "What are the rules for barfights here, just in case? It is all friendly until blades and guns come out?" Despite his seemingly nonchalant attitude about it, he does get to his feet and follows Ailis' indication with his eyes. "But yeah, that looks like a good way out. If we move." He certainly doesn't hesitate - the LT has that part right, noone needs to be knocked on the head tonight.