For Nathan, it was hard to know who was friend and foe at the moment.  Earlier, it had looked like the man and the woman might actually attack each other when down in the tavern.  But she could have killed him out in the street, while he was unconscious, yet she didn't.  And if she wished him ill, why sew up his clothing?  Besides Abia seemed all right with the situation.  So he nodded to the woman, before replying "I'm next door if any more demons show up to attack your friend.  Just give a yell."  He gave the dwarf a curt nod, since he didn't seem the talkative type.  Then he went in his room and closed the door.<br/><br/>Since he wasn't entertaining a lady tonight, Nathan unpacked his damp clothing and laid them around the room to dry.  Then stripping down, he crawled into bed.