The monk can't help but chuckle a little bit at the woman's question. He'd never really thought of traveling with women as a problem before, but having a problem now that the mage's bracelet has blurred the lines for him it seems even less of one...<br/><br/>"Eh. I think I'll be alright with it, s'long as you don't have issues travelin' with a fella who ain't exactly high society..." The monk chuckles and stands, setting a piece of gold down on the table to settle his tab with the barkeep, and turns his attention to the tower.<em>Shit... hope the elf is alright...</em><br/><br/>"C'mon, lets get goin'." He says, and starts off towards tower.