"Not every hero that makes it past their first big fight that is." Wrenna agreed. "As for sneaking out...well I was going to ask you when would be the best time to do so. Your doors might help, if you'll still assist me with that much when its time for me to go." Wrenna watched as Soreth finished pulling out clothes from the wardrobe before telling her it was time to change. "I have a sandwich calling my name." She told him before turning to go back into the kitchen. Wrenna quickly sat down once inside and the door was close and started eating. The food helped her relax, a full belly had that kind of effect on her after all. It helped her start thinking of the possibilities...which quickly started to undo any sort of relaxation that the feeling of eating had given to her. Being the hero, or trying to do one portion of the hero's job was a lot more stressful then her father had ever told her. But then again, Wrenna was beginning to think her father was just as crazy as people had originally told her....