Okay, Revan. I can remember that.

[She shakes his hand, trying not to probe his thoughts but the thought he has comes to her quickly. His hand tightens in her grip and it would hurt if not for her slayer strength, she eventually let's go when he does. Are you sure you're okay? You seem like you're having a really crappy day.]

[She follows where he's pointed, then nods.] Okay, so who is in this convoy?