(By the way, congratulations on finishing Chapter 1 of the campaign. Only four more to go! And look, it only took us eight and a half months! =P)<br/><br/>Maura seems to see that arguing further will bring about nothing, and wisely changes the subject, asking about some minor particular of the battle. Daminor asks for another recounting, scribing notes in a small book, to compose their song, and Cerul remains close to him, stroking him gently, as they drift up the slow-moving, lazy river, Maura helping to pole it along.