The matron was stunned.  She sat in silence, then slowly, looked around.  High Priestess Pas's personal chambers were plush and comfortable without being overly opulent.  Certainly quite a good life was lived by the priests and priestesses who made this temple their home.  The matron could see that.   Just as Doxi could see the wheels turning inside the woman's mind.  She reached out and touched Doxi softly on the arm.<br/><br/>"You know, I think you're one of the most honest pirates that ever lived.  While I can't beleive I'm about to say this, I think you're actually a true friend."  She shook her head and smiled, "Go, tell them to do whatever they can for my daughter.  There's no other choice on that, and whatever comes afterwards she and I will face.  But it is good to think that you'd be willing to give her a home here."<br/><br/>Then suddenly, a thought occurred to the Matron, "Captain, may I beg the use of your very muscular guardswoman or someone else that you trust?  I wish to explore this town until the evening ceremonies, give myself time to think, ponder, but it looks like too rough a town for me to be about on my own."<br/><br/>She held up a hand and forstalled the words that may have been on Doxi's tongue, "and please don't offer your own services, I need a little time away from you as well.  I need to clear my perspective."