"Well, that's me on both counts." Lenore's back in the tunic they gave her upon arrival, which she hates, but at least it's practical apparel for excursions. "As long as we're traveling by dark, I'm ready to go." She'll just ... do her hair along the way. She draws back the sides, tying them into a swift braid to try and keep her wild curls partly restrained. "Tell me more about this tip we're investigating?"