Belinda raised a brow when Talanna knelt on the floor and flashed Alexander one of her quick grins - he briefer her smiles were, the more genuine they tended to be - and half-slouched against, half sprawled across Daniel.  "Heard some tales about your Dad."  She said softly. "Quite a party boy when he was younger.  tales grow with the telling, though."  She kept one eye on Rilyth, perfectly happy to have the demon-woman-thingie across the carriage from her.<br/><br/>"This is quite a ride."  And it was.  genuine springs instead of leather straps meant less swaying, much less jolting on the cobbles. Compared to goods wgons, even sedan chairs, this ws a sheer joy to travel in. She sat with her eyes half-closed wathing Alex idly stroking the slave then said suddenly. "All right.  We're all thinking about it, maybe I shouldn't say anything about it, but I will.  I give us one chance in three of success.  Three in five of survival."