As Abia turned from Nathan to retire for the night, she heard a noise before she even reached the door to her room. Her head shot towards the stairs before looking over at Nathan worriedly. It could just be paranoia from the lack of sleep, abundance of alcohol, and the threat of violence within her walls, but she hesitated to see who had entered her establishment. It was not a time of day that many people visited. Generally, the only people that occupied The Calm Leaf at this time were those who stayed the night before.<br/><br/>“Uh....” she started, but didn’t quite know how to put her thoughts together into words. She could only stare like a deer in headlights. Was somebody else there to finish the job that the imp had started? Or was it another drifter looking for food and shelter? She couldn’t be sure, but nor could she move to confirm the former or the latter. “Nathan....” she whispered under her breath, glancing back and forth between the stairs and him. No other words besides his name came to her, afraid to speak any more for fear of being discovered by the stranger only a floor away.