Eylee had been excited, and then nervous, but somewhere into the fourth hour of watching the gnome and halfling dash around the deck of the ship embroiled in “last minute” preparations, she had grown bored and her mind began drifting. Fortunately, she was distracted shortly after by a curt exchange between Asharae and Roadyle. "If you wish to die a very painful death, feel free to touch it," said Asharae, "but I suggest not." "They aren't my friends," snapped Asharae, "and I am the one doing the tolerating. They need me more than I need them." “On my count!” he said. “Release the ties!”