Az laid back and relaxed, letting the feeling of the ring dull as she tried to sleep.  She was hoping that with a little more rest, she wouldn't have to embarrass herself like that come dinner.  She knew it was going to be a couple of days at least before she was ready to leave, which was longer then she wanted to stay.  She had cultists to find and this...'Tom'...was just getting in her way.  Damn those cultists!  What kind of spell did they put on her?  Why else would she fuck some complete stranger?