Rain found herself looking on bemused as around her these complete strangers began to come forward to offer their aid. She'd always known she was a stirring speaker, but this just seemed a little ridiculous. Or perhaps as the elf had suggested, it was the workings of Fate. Her eyes turned to Harlan, and she gave him a sad smile. She had to do this, she had to go.<br/><br/>“Neneil is correct. It would be for the best if we were to gather our things and go. I have no wish for my old companion to join us. It is something of a wonder that he didn't follow me here. He has no place in this quest.”<br/><br/><em>Where is he?</em>She couldn't help but wonder. Even when they quarreled it was not at all like Daemion to be gone this long from her side. Had he truly given up on her this time? She couldn't find even a sliver of remorse within herself if that was the case. He'd made his choices. She would not feel guilt over making her own.<br/><br/>“Meet me in the stables in no more than an hour,” She said to those around her. “I'm sure you've preparations to make for a journey. We can speak more of what plans we may make once we are outside of the city.” She gave each one of them a smile, “I realize that you all do this for your own reasons, but thank you all the same, and I only hope that you do not come to regret this choice.”<br/><br/>She moved to Harlan then, and gave him a tight hug. “I'm sorry papa, I have to go. I will return. You will see me again,” She promised softly. Then without a backward glance, she made her way towards the stairs, and her gear that was tucked away in her accustomed room. She couldn't look back. Not now that she was finally getting started going forward. If she did, she may never find the strength to continue.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Daemion managed to wend his way from the inn with Naomi safely attached to his arm. Once he had her back out in the open air, he let her go. “You should be safe enough on your own now. Rain will be leaving the city tonight, or perhaps in the morning, but no later. She's never one to tarry when she has her mind made up.”<br/><br/>Daemion waited for a moment then, to see if the woman had any other questions. If not, then he would immediately find his way to the sables, and head off for Mistport. The sooner he started running interference, the better.