Quentan nodded to the old priest with the respect one holy man of a goodly god might to another of a goodly god. "Ye timin' tis gud, meself wuz o' ah min' ta teach 'em o' th' prop'r respect o' th' god's will... wit' me fist o' course."<br/><br/>He looked back at the others, "Lets get ah movin', th' Profess'r's rest ain't none ta soon no'."