"Ahrr... alright." Came the befuddled reply. There went her conversation partner. Laurin could also feel herself unsettled by the sudden lack of Raine. She couldn't help but contemplate the prospect of the men she was seated with suddenly becomming bolder without the direct eye of their captain upon them. She dismissed the thought, nursing her stew which to her suprize tasted much better than she had given it credit for. All this talk of work, action, plying ones skills. What skills did Laurin have? She was a scholar, a weaponsmith and a wizard. Sure, she might be able to ploy her knowledge of history to help identify artifacts. She could certainly repair armaments, but how could one gently break it to a potential employer that they bent the laws of physics to their will?