((assuming that Jake learned Pandora's name at some point during all the rounds of celebratory drinks))

Jake looks up at the sound of Pandora's voice and smiles. "Pandora! Glad to see you again." He had still been half-wondering if this was all an elaborate distraction on her part, while she slipped away to pull some heist...but the driver's wounds are very real. If this is really a troupe of con-artists, he reflects, then Angus is willing to make impressive sacrifices for his art.

Jake's smile only broadens at Lord Markelhay's casual disregard for his dead or injured retainers. This loathsome little man was born to be swindled. Just need to watch him for a little while, learn his weaknesses, then design a fittingly humiliating and profitable con.

Of course, Jake reflects, it would put a real crimp in his plans if the town were overrun by brigands. He pulls a few arrows from the side of the carriage and hands them, fletching first, to Lan. "Do you recognize the style of these arrows?" he asks, looking around to also extend the question to Yuri, Pandora, Angus, and even the young nobleman.