Zira sighed with relief after hearing Illiana's response.  Tarion, on the other hand, only slumped his shoulders and leaned against a wall, still facing away from her.<br/><br/>"Thank you so much, Lady Illiana," Zira said, bowing deeply and repeatedly.  "With your help and guidance, I'm sure we will uncover the answers to this mystery!  At last, no one need fear the world around them."  Though the smile on her face was big and genuine, Illiana could see tears starting to very slightly well up in her eyes.  Understanding that perhaps she was becoming a bit more emotional than was proper, Zira politely excused herself.  "I'd like to leave on the morrow, early enough to take full advantage of the daylight.  I'll make sure that I have everything I need prepared, so you needn't worry about packing anything for my sake.  If you need me for anything, Tarion has been kind enough to allow me space in his home for the time being.<br/><br/>"I thank you again, Lady Illiana," she says as she makes her exit.<br/><br/>Tarion remained silent for many moments before he picked himself up and paced across the floor slowly.  "Pack a week's worth of rations and especially water -- you never know when you'll find sustenance.  A simple knife is your greatest survival tool, so make sure you have one good and sharpened.  The weather is warm, but the dark places of the land are often very cold, so you should take a cloak.  Leather shrinks when wet, so make sure to take the reinforced traveling boots I gave you just in case you have to go wading in something.  Take some bedding and..." His voice quivered for only a moment before he halted and covered his mouth.  His face was twisted into an expression of anguish and he dared not look at Illiana.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry," he managed to say between chokes.  "You don't need this.  You already know how to prepare.  I'll... leave you be for now."  He then turned to leave, trying to conceal how upset he was.