Knowing, as I do, absolutely nobody in this entire city (hey, country), I feel a compulsive need to say "yes" to any invitation I am offered.
What, you ask, do I do if a group of girls invites me to go running with them at six a.m.? I'm no runner... but oh yes, compulsively, I gush "I'd love to."
What, you ask, about bandits, since we will be running outside of our compounds with no guards? Oh, no worries. Bandits aren't awake and running at 6 a.m. Nobody reasonable is.