He smiled and nodded, before thinking of something. "The assassin won't know about that, so be careful if you do eat him. She will have already coated her weapons before arriving on scene."<br/><br/>He was already as close to ready as he could be, just needed to grab his weapons, put on his armor, and get in place. But it was still a couple hours before sundown, and likely another hour or two before the attack, so he took his time. A nice, long bath, no alcohol, and then he took a nap, awakening as the sun got to the middle point of sun down. He stretched carefully, ensuring he was fully limbered up, before arming and armoring up, and then heading out. He paused and did a head count, noting that the trainees had listened and stayed in tonight, having been told only that serious shit was going down, not what. That hadn't stopped the rumor mill, and him appearing, outfitted for war, caused a brief stir. No one asked though, and he left quietly, heading for the point where he had watched the patrols the night before. Once in place, he suddenly realized that Xendi might set this house on fire, but he didn't have much of a choice. He had to see the courtyard, and that meant being close.