Tristan took in Ana's advice, the weariness settling upon his body had brought the idea of sleep to him, but he felt that uncomfortable sense of being watched once more as the Moon's cold rays bathed them all.<br/><br/>He started when Lauralana woke, and the elf's confusion made him uneasy.  Something felt... wrong.  "I don't know my lady," he said as he pulled himself back to his feet and rested his hand on the hilt of his sword.<br/><br/>Looking out he saw that they were not moving upstream at all, but rather their boat was drifting back downstream, a quick look forward proved the other two boats were almost out of sight, just a few pinpoints of light visible.<br/><br/>"We're drifting," he said, "I'm going to check the tiller.."