"Hold on," Lyanne says slowly. "I recognize these names - his, and his group's.
"They camp out to the south, in the mountains, in the direction we need to go. And we've got his warrant - along with a passport in his name... and his identification.
"If we play this just right we could walk straight out through the gate - if we can convince the guards that one of us is our unconscious friend here. And even better, they won't have the documentation to get out and down to let their friends know what's happened."
She turns to Cyrick. "So tell me, how are your acting skills?"
I say we take the arrows, too. Fax, how are we doing for time until our rendezvous?