Yep, time to leave this evil evil place. I have a note from my doctor describing how I have a lack of moral fiber in my bones, therefore I am excused from rescuing people. Smiling and nodding at her some more, very much pleased that she didn't answer my question. Pouting at her all the same and offering my apologizes.<strong>"Oh that just sounds terrible, but I really do have a meeting to get to soon enough, so I cannot stay forever. So sorry!"</strong>Tail wiggling in agitation over how she isn't telling me where actual civilization is.