Tristan listens and takes a deep breath.  "That makes sense," he admitted, "But still..."<br/><br/>"Don't fret over it," Garreth told him as he drew forth a pipe and began to fill it, "It's done already.  Nothing to have to soil your hands on.  Trust me boy, the orcs and ogres are just barely more than animals and not a single one of the captives resisted.  They were greatful for the release."<br/><br/>Then he looked to Lauralana and lifted his unlit pipe.  "I'll be taking this to the other end of the ship now," he said simply and began to walk away from them.<br/><br/>Tristan frowned and looked at the retreating dwarf.  "I just... hadn't thought about it before," he muttered.