Alma smiles broadly at young Terrance’s bravery. He truly has found a stalwart group of companions for this part of his travels. Alma stands an tussles Terrance’s hair (he knows he hates it!).
Your bravery is beyond question young one, but though the widow may be frail she is no purse lad. Myself or the Barbarian are best suited for a task that must be accomplished alone so as not to greatly weaken our defences. I mean no offence Terrance but the time for stealth is past and both Lornaal and I are highly mobile and strong enough to carry the Widow and her supplies should that become necessary.
Alma throws Lornaal a wink and offers to rock paper scissors for the honor of the task but he is waiting for the others to weigh in.