Gods.  So much for going unnoticed.  Talion grimaced under the hood of his robe but bowed his head, "Your hospitality is truly divine."  Then he rose as Wavecrest tugged at his sleeve.  He felt unsure about this.  Normally slipping out with a pretty partner was something he looked forward to but he couldn't shake the feeling that this was all going to blow up in their faces.  Or that they were being played.  Or both.  "By your leave."<br/><br/>Still, one of the ways this could blow up would be if Pearly recognized him so best to make himself scarce while she was still in attendance.  This might be a terrible idea.  But staying was also a terrible idea.  This all seemed to be going well but he felt trapped in a way that he hadn't in a very, very long time.  There was also the guilt of leaving Kersinta.  But the others would watch out for her.  He trusted them to do that.<br/><br/>He let Wavecrest lead him out of the room and through the palace, all the while his eyes taking careful note of what he saw as they passed.  He had to try and learn the lay of the palace in case he had to make it back to his companions in a hurry.  Or get out in a hurry.  Or both.  ...There was a lot of "or both" going on here and none of it was good. "Where are you taking me for our discussion, Lady Wavecrest?"