Gladys
*They were out. Finally out of that wretched hellhole of a country. The trio had made it to an inn; with a little magic, Yakaiyo had disguised the three. Exhausted, the two got two rooms. One for Horace, one for the two women.*

*The treton was alert the entire time they had traveled. 3 entire days, she slept little, and only ate what was necessary. When she finally reached the bed, she collapsed, landing face first into the sheets.*

"I'm just resting for a little."
Robbie
*Celaena was last to enter the room, hanging back long enough just to double check for wandering eyes. Having a spell casted upon her still felt strange, like an extra layer of skin that wasn't quite like her own. It was hard enough to get a glance of herself through puddles of water they passed on their travels. On a few occasions she didn't even realize the spell had worn off. Needed some sort of verbal confirmation from the Vampiress about her current appearance.*

*Once she felt that the coast was clear, she slipped into the room and closed the door behind her. The sound of the rogue locking the door was louder than her shutting it. From there she wasted no time heading across the room, passing the woman who currently laid face down, and into the bathroom. Carefully she began unwrapping the bandage from around her right arm. She should've taken the bandage off days ago, now it felt stuck to the wound itself as she slowly peeled the dirty wrappings from her flesh.* 

"I sure hope it's longer than that." *She started* "Did you even slee-" *Her voice faded as more of her wound became visible. The area around the cut was pink, clearly infected from the dirty dagger she probably cut herself with.* 

*A soft sigh rang from her lips as the bandage slipped off from her arm, peeling some of the scabs with it. She wondered if the vampire could even smell the fresh blood that pooled across her wrists.* "I hope the Innkeeper isn't too upset if one of those pillow cases goes missing, I need cloth for this thing."
Gladys
*As Celeana walks past and begins to talk to her, Yakaiyo rolls over and sits up on the bed. She was utterly exhausted, but she wanted to talk with her elven companion.*

"I did, a little. Wait, are you alright?"

*Hearing Celeana hesitate, Yakaiyo jumps up and dashes to the bathroom, seeing the dirty bandages and the infected wound on the woman's wrists.*

"We need to clean it first."

*Yakaiyo turns on the sink faucet, letting the water run and grabbing a nearby bar of soap, then drops it.*

"We need to clean the wound and cover it immediately. I should have taken care of it earlier. I'm sorry about this."

*Yakaiyo begins rummaging through the cabinets worriedly, unable to find anything.*

"They won't mind at all. They probably can compensate for it."
Robbie
"You seem to know your stuff, but running around swinging every storage door open. Expecting the shelves to be lined with supplies in this-" 
*She stepped out the bathroom just enough to examine the room they purchased for the night. A few seconds of examining was all she needed before raising her non-injured left arm and gesture to the room itself*

"- Whatever this is."
 
*She had no idea where 'here' was. It was better than being outside for a change, thankful to not be bitten by bugs all night long or being semi-aware of her surroundings at all times for predators. It was only then that Celaena realized there was a single bed within the room. It was large enough for the two of them, but considering her thoughts on the vampiress. It made her chest flutter at the thought, which made her feel a little guilty for thinking too intensely upon it.* 

*Now that she had gotten her point across, she turned on her heels and walked back into the bathroom. Her arm found the small pool of water and she watched as the colour changed when her blood mixed in.* 

"I thought air drying it was better, something about..." *She thought about what she was taught when younger before giving up completely.* "Too long ago for me to remember."