Loretta was probably the one best equipped to answer the dwarf’s question, but she was in no hurry to. After all, he hadn’t answered hers. Finishing up with Erebus’ britches, she folded them and gathered her supplies. “<b>You are too kind,</b>” she said graciously to the innkeeper, smiling warmly at the lady who seemed to be just barely keeping herself awake. “<b>It would be nice to have a place to spend the night...</b>”<br/><br/>Honestly, she wasn’t sure if she would spend the night at the inn. A warm, soft bed sounded amazing but something about the encounter with the imp bothered her. Even while she sewed, her mind kept wandering back to that strange magic and the curiosity in her demanded she sate its desire to know. Maybe she should’ve waited for the imp to answer him before she had slaughtered it mercilessly.<br/><br/>Looking to Uncas, she made a quick calculation in her head and volunteered, “<b>I will take this fellow to his friend,</b>” It was only when she turned back to the woman that she smiled warmly once again. Her smile seemed to put the lady at ease. Without looking back to see if the dwarf was following, she led the way up to his room, which was guarded by the man who had done most of the work getting Erebus inside.<br/><br/>“<b>You can go get some sleep if you’d like,</b>” she told him softly before entering the room.