<div class="floatright">(http://ass.pimpedhost.com/exploited-tessa/001.jpg)</div>After her silly tries of guessing, who might be their target, Lisa gave up, shrugged her shoulders and decided to just follow the discussion.<br/><br/>She got real enthusiastic when Daria suggested getting a map. But it really quickly turned out to be a dead end. But at least they seemed to be set on hunting the wolves. Or at least to visit their lair. They finally seemed to know, where they might find the actual clues. She could feel her enthusiasm growing again. She stopped her brown eyes from glowing with joy just for a brief moment to drop her forhead in a sadder fashion to give honor to the dead tinker, when the Elder mentioned his funeral.<br/><br/>With the information about the approaching night, the girl got lost for a bit. She still had a bit of problem following the time flow, while in reality it would obviously run slower. But she enjoyed the way Gwyn yet again approached the events, clearly not sharing her dillema. The red-head seemed to always be there to save her from missunderstandings. She smiled.<br/><br/>-<strong>I must say that I was wondering about the mercenaries too... I mean, we can't just make them sleep outside on the road...</strong>- she admitted with a serious and worried face.<br/><br/>She then listened to Daria's suggestion about moving out in the morning. Obviously that was the best option one could come up with in their situation, but still reminded Lisa that they are going to be staying somewhere for some hours again without making any actual progress. But she wasn't annoyed. In fact she decided to just play along this time. She looked around the place, not searching for anything in particular.<br/><br/>-<strong>If we were to sleep in real each time our group does I would probably ask for a break to go get my pyjamas from home.</strong>- she giggled while looking at the others. She stopped at Daria's face. Slowly she got her compusure back. -<strong>Maybe we should just make Gwyn ask the question to every newly met person automatically or something? Then Marc could always greet us with 'Hello, My name is... something... and I don't have a clue what is killing people around</strong>- Although it might had sounded like some kind of irony, the blonde seemed completely serious about the suggestion.