Raine considers a moment - from the sound, Corien might be more right than he knows. "They are. Knowing Master Oddrson, we will not be remaining longer than it takes to assemble cargo and wagons. Day after tomorrow, at the latest. I'll have a look at you after breakfast." He grins, excuses himself, and returns, hoping he will not have to turn anyone out of a seat to regain his....<br/><br/><em>*This is going to be a fun trip.*</em>Lorraine thought to herself. With herself, she made a bet - who would cotton on first, and how long it would take them ....