"I didn't think you would be. Most people, unless sleepwalkers, tend to be boring at rest." So Pendragon was smart. He knew when he was tired. He knew when he ought to sleep. One had to dig to reach that conclusion, of course. Pendragon was a... curious creature.

"Well, I believe you can follow the map to your hotel well enough on your own. If you want to contact me, use your electronic journal and make an entry. I'll respond promptly. For now, I'll continue on my own. It was pleasant meeting you, Pendragon." Xaldin tipped his head once towards Pendragon and started off into the rain once more. He'd let on enough information, just enough to make Pendragon curious. "May we meet again," he called over his shoulder.