He grinned back at her, poling the raft forward, and said, "Hey, it is always easier to defend than to attack. That is our advantage, but you are right, let us talk of less morbid subjects."<br/><br/>He moved back to stand beside the sitting elf, and grinned at her for a moment, before asking, "So, do you think the river would let us drift along it if we stopped poling, or would it evilly chunk us up on the riverbank?"<br/><br/>He had an innocent expression, which probably did not fool her in the least.