Lukas shakes his head at his companion's question.<br/><br/>"Strange as it may be, I'm not thinkin' that it was looking to kill us." The dagger-dare pulls out one of his two star-knives, and hefts it as an example. "The blade of the dagger looked more like it was meant to deliver poison- which we both know was on it- but not to make major wounds. And the stuff on the blade just sort of made me numb... I didn't get much more than that."<br/><br/>A sneeze punctuates the Rogue's statement, and with a shake and a shiver he shrugs out of his wet tunic and carries it over to the window, where he wrings it out viciously. If nothing else, it makes for good stress relief- and the warmth of the fire feels pretty darn pleasant on his back.<br/><br/>"I'm starting to wonder... what if the poison was just there to put us to sleep?"