Xan listens with interest, but can't really grasp the idea of the tower. She frowns and shakes her head. "I not understand, but methinks that be okay. You do, and you stronger than I, so you be better servant than I be..." as those words leave her mouth her face falls and she hugs herself, shuddering from bad memories of the last time she was a 'servant'


Mergoux groans in her booth and sits up with a killer headache. She's still half-drunk and stares blearily at Beatrix, John and the seemingly old woman