Honest Horse screws his face up in preparation for what is certain to be a loud and long scolding...which never comes.  He meets Ling's gaze and slowly closes his mouth as she replies.  One hand rises to stroke his long, wispy beard.  His eyes slip sideways to study Urvasi.<br/><br/>"You are in earnest," he answers after a moment, nodding slowly.  "But do you know who it is that you are protecting?"<br/><br/>The Abbot, also puffing himself up to retort, finds Honest Horse's other hand resting on his shoulder.  That worthy stops, glances down at the heavy, calloused hand, and almost pouts.<br/><br/>"But you said she was a danger to all!"<br/><br/>"A clear and present danger to virtue and propriety, if not also life, limb, and property values," Honest Horse admits.<br/><br/><strong>"Family tradition,"</strong>Urvasi grumbles, arms crossing in a way that makes her ample bosom move in an eye-catching way.<strong>"Take it up with Honorable Father."</strong><br/><br/>"You intend to depart forthwith?"<br/><br/><strong>"Yeah.  No point in hanging around.  There's nothing these guys have that can help, which means I gotta go further afield."</strong>Urvasi blows bangs back from her face.<strong>"Plus I'm getting bored."</strong><br/><br/>Honest Horse strokes his beard some more.  Then he bows to Ling...surprisingly low.<br/><br/>"I find no fault with you, disciple of Wudan, and honor your request to depart without further interference.  May this worthy presume to accompany you on your path, the better to prevent any unfortunate misunderstandings?"<br/><br/>The Abbot looks like he's about to blow a gasket.<br/><br/><em>What do you do?</em>