Xi sighs heavily, seeing his notes, his self-discussion.  Couldn't be clearer if he hung out a shingle.<br/><br/>Oh well.  Better to die with company.<br/><br/>"Looking for the temple," she gestures absently at his notes.  "No?"<br/><br/>She looks at the familiar, back to the adventurer.  Not intimately familiar with the arcane, she doesn't peg him for what he is, but she knows the glint in his eye, the determination in him.<br/><br/>"We go there today.  Can you help?"  She takes a step closer, splays her hands on his table.  "No fooling now.  She can cast, I can fight.  Neither of us wants to get stabbed in the back, though, so be direct."