Thalya noticed Norton still intentionally ignoring her, but was glad for the short inspirational speech he gave to everyone present.  Even she felt uplifted by it and thinks for the first time since aunt and nephew were on the run, that they had the chance to win this fight.  She’s definitely proud for Norton’s assertiveness but perhaps he has always been like this, ever since the fall of Lutan, wanting to help, wanting to save.  It is in fact her that was preventing him from fulfilling his altruistic desire, always using the logical excuse of protecting him from falling into the hands of Tenebrax’s designs. Or could it be more than that?<br/><br/>The sorceress snapped from her musings as Alyssa acknowledges the merit of her plan.  Thalya smiled at this, glad that she could be help.  Shaking off any other apprehensions she may have, the sorceress sprang to execute her plan.  Grabbing Al’ Rhayel’s hand she pulled the feral druidess along, forcibly if she must, and asked a nearby female crewmember if she could assist them by providing extra female crew’s clothes that would help finish the disguise part of Thalya’s plan.  There is still a lot of time to prepare, but it is better for her and the druidess to act with haste in order to prevent the enemy from detecting their ruse.<br/>