Jaques blushed in embarrassment when he realized who's shoes he had thrown up on. "Uh...Sorry" He muttered toward the man. He guessed that Logan wouldn't be to happy with him for the rest of the journey. He would just try to keep his distance. Then Tahra bent down to him. When he heard her say his true identity, his eyes widened. "How did you...?" he paused. "Oh yeah." They had met once before when the were younger. She would have found out sooner or later. 

But from what the child had heard from the princess must have meant that he said something that could have ruined his disguise. Whatever he said, it probably didn't matter. Nobody thought anything of it except for Tahra. He would be safe. But he was travelling with a party. Soon enough, they would have to find out as well. But for now, it would remain between him and Tahra. 

He couldn't remember if anything about going anywhere was mentioned earlier, since he was too drunk to have remembered anyway. He had no idea where they were headed. He also had no idea where the others were. He stood up and stretched, his body still aching horribly. Him and Tahra could talk more about his disguise later, for now, he would just ask important questions. "So where exactly are we headed, and where are the others? ...Forgive me if you've already talked about this...I was to drunk, or to unconscious to remember.." He gave out a weak laugh.