"A trading post?  Excellent.  those people always know a surprising amount of what is going on."  Aeryn replies to Morgan, but her eyes are on Xen.    Her clan 'not being among them anymore' could have a number of meanings.  but he atention sna back to Morgan in full.  "A swim?  With the red man still on the loose?  She grins "Morgan, Id feel much safer, ah, relaxing that way at your temple convocation, I think.  When we get there."