<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/16/Fallon.jpg)</div>Not having intended to ignore Jo's question, though she's not sure to whom it was addressed, Fallong gives a wry smile.  "He could use a couple hours, I suppose... we can rouse him half a day out of town-- we should be safe that long, at least."  She keeps her eyes on the cleric's, studying her features... "The man hardly got a wink of sleep... he was so," she looks up to the sky, as if replaying the night in her mind, "tireless."  She purposefully looks to the monk of Pelor who has arrived, giving her a less-than-subtle once over, then back to Jo to study the young cleric's travel-clad form with a knowing smile.  "I'm sure you know what I mean... a lovely, passionate young lady like yourself, that is?"  The fiery wood-elf's smile becomes conspiratorial, and she gives a soft wink.  "If not, then we must remedy the situation soon."<br/><br/>When Andrea rides up alongside, she listens and nods in agreement.  "Certainly.  To try to ambush us so close to town risks premature discovery, and gives us opportunity for reinforcements."  She smiles sweetly at the mage.  "Fallon.  Always a pleasure to meet a fellow redhead."