Blanche
The young water macen has been paying attention to the trouble the bag gives to Elowen. The energetic girl refuses to take a needed rest or to ask her friend to carry the bag for her. Leon knows that they both have things to work on for a better relationship. So he takes one step to improve it, exactly like she has done. "Here, let me carry your bag for you. Your shoulders must be in lots of pain after your constant need for a massage." He takes the strap of her bag and pulls slightly to see if she'll accept his offer. If she denies, he's persistent and tries once more. If another denial is followed, he leaves it alone. If she allows him to take it, he slides the strap onto his shoulder. He pats her back lightly as they continue on. She asks her question and he answers quickly. "An inn. We'll get settled and then we can go and buy some clothing. I was thinking something heavier than this garment for myself. As we continue to travel, especially if we visit mountains, I'll personally need something to fight off the cold." He states. What he hasn't told her is that he plans to buy her some clothing secretly. They find an inn that isn't crowded. Looks like some rooms could still be open. "You should get yourself a heavy garment as well. I don't know how fast you get cold, but I do think it's necessary." He walks up to the owner who doesn't understand their languages. Well... Other than a little Mentian. Leon happily negotiates an inn room with the man in his mother tongue. If Elowen listens, she'd notice that he sounds like a native Mentian and how easily he can pick up on/understand the mistakes made by the man. He pays the man the money for a few nights and is given a key. He gestures for Elowen to follow him. "He said it's upstairs down the hallway." He goes upstairs and enters the room to put his items down along with her bag if he has it. He stretches a bit and smiles at the girl. "Nice room, isn't it?"
Robert
Leons taking steps to improve their relationship was a welcomed change at the very least. She indeed was someone extremely energetic, being able to nyoom places with little hindrance of course. Though, unlike Leon, she severely malfunctioned without sleep. She gets extremely moody and emotional when she lacks the sleep she loves so much. She looked at him with a confused face. She nodded to him with a soft sigh, handing the bag to him. She hopes that this didn't hinder him too much. The bag itself was a few pounds! Like 5 pounds. That's not a good weight to have on one side for too long. Seemed like her tunic weighed a lot. He pat her in the back, Elowen reacting with a shoulder pat. It was natural to her at this point. 

"Yeah, we can get a room at the inn. You should get some heavier clothing. Tends to be helpful in heat and the cold!"

She answers, not exactly knowing if he was going to buy her something. She didn't care in the end. She doesn't know if they were close enough to even start gifting things to each other. Or something else. When she thought of this 'thing,' she twitched in her spot, turning a bright scarlet. It was short lived though. She calmed down after a moment. She was actually... Planning to give something to herself and Leon. She saw this small animal in the wild during her travels. She suspects there will be someone selling them somewhere in this city. They step themselves into a less populated inn. Seemed like Leon was able to detect her weaknesses better than she was able to detect his.

Poor her. 

As he conversed with the shop owner, Elowen was left to her own devices. She seemed rather flustered in the back. He cares about her. She had a memory pop up in her head. A memory from a month ago. That night that he said 'I'm glad it was with you,' or something like that. He really enjoys her company... Or something else? If it was something else, what was it? It honestly made her feel nervous about the future of their friendship. What if he liked her so much that she wouldn't know what to do. Let's hope that doesn't happen eh? She herself didn't listen to his communications. There probably were a lot of ambient noises from inside and outside. 

She promptly snapped out of her trance... Or thoughts when Leon motioned her to join him. She had no reason to reject, so she just approached him and followed him up the stairs. To the room they go. What can go wrong? She entered the room the moment Leon opened the door, taking in the sight of the room. I'm going to make an assumption that there was a single bed in the room. Medieval inns tend to cheap out on living standards. It was a plain wooden bed inside of a wooden room, having a table for whatever they might need, an indoor wash basin, and that was practically it.

"Yeah, it's a nice room. Since we have our room, what are going ta do now~?"
Blanche
Leon sits on the bed, feeling it out. It's not bad at all. Of course, they need to be careful with how much weight they put on it. The wood frame could possibly snap if the both of them sleep on it. He also doesn't think that the redhead would feel so comfortable sleeping so close to him. "I'll sleep against the bed. Or I won't sleep at all, it doesn't matter much to me." He says. He pulls his garment off and folds it up. He puts it next to her bag. He's still wearing the shirt that was under it. The room is pretty warm, likely due to the sunlight hitting the wood all day along with no ventilation other than the small window. He looks up at the girl as she asks her question. "We can go purchase those clothes now. I'm guessing you'll pick something else that matches perfectly."

Leon doesn't think of his words or actions as flirtatious. He actually thinks of them as careful and reasonable. He doesn't want her to get the wrong idea. Or maybe he doesn't want her to get any ideas about him just yet. He doesn't know. It's weird not having experiences with past allies. The man knows a bunch of people, which makes sense because of his occupation. But no one has built a relationship like theirs with him, for as long as they have. It'll only grow to be bigger and more unbreakable. Wherever it leads, as long as it isn't to disaster or pain, is perfectly fine with him. He stretches his arms and says "Let's get going." Whenever she's ready. Once they exit the room, he locks the door and walks down the stairs of the inn with her. They exit and make their way to a clothes shop. As they walk around, Leon thinks about his plan to gift her a piece of clothing. Since they're starting with their own experience in friendship, he doesn't have a strict ideology as to how it should work. Like statements such as 'No gifts until you're friends for a year and a half' or 'No hugs unless you're crying.' The only rule he really follows is no marital actions such as kissing and intercourse unless you're dating or married. That's what he was taught when he was growing up regarding friends. "What's your favorite color, Elowen?" He asks, almost randomly. He hopes that'll help him in his decision making. If she answers, he responds with a simple "Hm..".

They find a rather huge shop, filled with various different types of clothing for different people. Textures, styles, colors, sizes, fits. They're all right there, spread out across the walls and tables in the business. Whoever's running this knows what they're doing. This is the type of shop you'd expect to see in Salvainia or Kadho. Maybe the owner understa- "Welcome travelers!" Well, speak of the devil. A man stands at one of the tables across the room. He speaks Salvainian. Leon waves and smiles "Hello sir. Where are your heavy garments located please?" The man directs him to the wall on the left. Leon looks through the designs and prices to see what he'd like.
Robert
The frame was plenty strong enough to support the two if they both decided to get on at the same time. It was also plenty big enough to fit at least three of her on. Though, there was a creak, but it was simply the floor. Elowen seems to have found a creaky spot on the floor and has decided that she wants to play with it for a bit. She snapped out of it when he said something about sleeping. She shook her head. They had plenty of things to make a wall so they don't intrude on each other's space.

"No no. You're sleeping on the bed. It's plenty large enough to fit us both. Just gotta make a wall with our belongings to prevent us from intruding on each other's space."

She said, touching her index finger onto her head like that man in the meme. She thinks she is somewhat smart with that. But it there generally was enough room to keep them both on the bed, even with some separation. Why would you try to avoid the bed? It's not like it was going to do anything bad to them or anything. It was pretty friendly! Though... It wasn't very comfortable. It seemed to be a wooden mattress with some feathers or cotton shoved into it. She took off her hat, dropping it on the side opposite of the man. She was now simply wearing her woolen trousers, a long sleeve white shirt, which still remained white, and her boots. Those durable leather boots.

She seemed to be set for a while when it came to clothing. 

"We can do that. I wouldn't mind. I have some things I plan to pick up as well"

She said, taking her bag, emptying it out onto the bed so... She didn't have any extra weight when she picked up the clothing. She didn't think that was exactly flirtatious either. She thought it was him being kinda cute. Matching clothing? That's cool. Adds some more cohesion between the two! She stretched her back, pushing her chest out onto the front of her shirt. Yikes. He could hear some creaking as she planted more of her weight on the floor. As he stepped out the door, she followed after. 

Outside, it was a busy place, the city being packed right now with more people going about and working. Some people were selling many wares and items. Some people were selling meat... Writing supplies, charting supplies, and of course... Animals. A dog approached Elowen, who promptly moved away from it, squeezing into her friend. She was mighty terrified of dogs. The origin is not for sure, but he might know from some more prying. She seemed slightly more awkward around him these few days. Probably that time of the month for her.

She seperated herself from him, still remaining close, rubbing her shoulder. 

"I like khakis and any brown~"

She answered as cheerfully as she always does. She found it strange how he asked her such a trivial question when they were getting clothes for him. Hmmm, strange. They arrived at the shop, Leon seeming preoccupied with his items, Elowen slipping in to see something that she'd enjoy wearing. She honestly wasn't really phased by the cold of the Eísauen mountains, even in the winter. She didn't think she'd be affected honestly.
Blanche
Due to the conversations that they've had throughout their travels, he recognized that she probably dislikes dogs. So when they see one in the street, he isn't shocked by her sudden grasp. He's also not too shocked by her slightly heightened emotional state because of what's she's going through right now. It had to happen at some point and will continue to. 

Brown. Yeah, it makes sense. Brown won't be too difficult to find. He's glad she didn't say something like pink or green, which would be harder to find. Also, those colors, if not placed correctly, can be really loud and irritating. 

He tries on a few coats and heavy garments, testing the feel and warmth. They're all incredible pieces of clothing. Things he hasn't experienced beforehand. He's had garments that were for the winter when he was back home, but not of this quality. They were excellent at trading but not at being rich, which is ironic when you think about it. "This one's very nice." He says, looking similar to a dark and heavy gambeson. It reminds him of his brother's who probably bought it from a place similar to this, but it's thicker and looks more durable. "How much for this one?" He asks the owner. "105 silver." The man responds. Leon pulls out some silver from his pocket and pays the man. "Do you sell scarves?" He asks discreetly. He knows that she probably doesn't mind the cold, but it'd definitely go well with her outfit. The man shows him where they are and Leon looks through them quickly. He purchases a beautiful dark brown scarf with pretty designs on it. He hides it under the gambeson and walks to the girl to see what she's wearing.
Robert
Colours being loud is a description I haven't heard in absolute months. She didn't just dislike dogs mind you. She was absolutely terrified of them. Like crying incoherently scared of them. Seemed like he understood Elowen more than she really understood herself. She doesn't know why she feels so moody all the time... Or why she feels a bit irritable, but she suspects it's because she has been in the desert for too long. Her natural habitat was the cold of course. She practically thrived in the cold. Though, of course, she wasn't sure if Leon would be able to enjoy it as much as her. There was no water to splash in when it was all frozen, unless he likes to take a swim under the ice of the lakes. Elowen sure loved doing that. It was her favourite thing to do! Though, she has an annoying time trying to keep her hair from freezing. But, to have fun, you must make some sacrifices. 

Brown indeed wasn't something hard to find. In fact, you could easily get it by just jumping into the mud! Plus, she wasn't exactly too needy. In fact, she can get her own stuff herself! Like we will see later on. She found herself attracted to the... Hats they sold. She shook her head. She can't wear all her hats if she buys too many. She'll probably only buy more hats if she has a place to live. At the current moment, that was not going to happen until the far far future for she doesn't intend on settling down for a while. Though, she would like the have a small hut in the mountains that she can come back to if she needed a place to relax. 

She herself wasn't wearing anything new. Just her puff Jacobean, Woolen khaki trousers, and of course, her leather boots. Seems like she hasn't brought her weapon with her.

In fact, it seems that she has, as of recently, started to rely more on Leon to protect her. Could be because she was either extremely tired —which was extremely unlikely— or she just started to trust him more with her life. The second one might be more true as she was still hopping around the city, avoiding dogs, and other stuff. 

She looks back at him, giving him a wave. She gave his choice a thumbs up. A gambeson was always a good idea. If he looked at what she packaged into her kit, he could find a gambeson also covered by her woolen tunic. She too had a gambeson! She was prepared if she had to fight things. But, he knew she also liked girly things. She has been randomly playing with the butterflies and small wildlife that approaches her. Sometimes, they'd travel a few miles off course when Elowen decided to run off with some desert fox. Or even a desert Furrow