"Oh, of course. I'm choosing to tempt her with a bit more power...and if need be, the three of us can beat them into a pulp and take her for our own." Mareth's eyes flickered with a touch of iron, and then touched Lisa gently, stroking the back of her neck. "But that will be later, no? They haven't seen you yet, and I don't think they are...understanding what they stand against. For now...why don't you go and chat with Sylvia a bit? I think that we should lie low for a week or two, perhaps the two of you can go on her trip and return too. After I have the map, and you're back...well, we'll see, hmm? It should give plenty of time to gather information on likely converts, no?"