Abia was a bit taken aback to be offered so much assistance. Even a bell to ring somebody else over to her was a very strange concept to her. All her life, it was she who waited on others. To have it turned around in the other direction was confounding to her, to say the least. Nevertheless, she accepted and thanked him. “There is nothing more I could ask from you. Thank you. I hope you sleep well, despite all the disruptions that had occurred. Have a goodnight.” She bowed her head slightly in farewell, before walking through the door to her room and closing it behind her.<br/><br/>With an exhausted sigh, she let her body fall onto her bed. She didn’t lie there for long, however, as her dress was far from comfortable to lie in. With a quick step over to her closet, she pulled out a simple white nightgown and began dressing as her mind went through everything that had happened that night. First, Victor got a little too friendly with her friend and her fireplace. Then a young girl tried to steal Nathan’s horse. Then another thief attempted to steal more than he bargained for which ultimately led him to be chastised and thrown out. A mysterious older gentleman appeared out of the shadows who had zero sense of what time was. A very strange boy started talking necromancy with Victor shouting about a map. Then, after helping the pyromaniac map-obsessed tenant, Abia had the (dis?)pleasure of running into him naked while spilling everything ov—-<br/><br/>“The mop!” Abia shot a look at her door. She had finished changing out of her regular wear and into her sleepwear when she ran to grab her lantern. ‘Stupid, stupid, stupid.’ She continuously chastised herself under her breath. She never let a mess slip away from her, especially not one inside of a tenant’s room. Very quietly, she opened the door to the hallway and quickly tiptoed past all the rooms to the broom closet. She grabbed her mop and made her way back to the door across from hers. She quietly rapped at Victor’s door, not sure if he had gone to sleep yet. If he had, she would have to be content with cleaning up in the morning after he awoke. That was not preferred, but what choice would she have. However, if he was still awake, at least she can throw that last worry out of her mind and be able to sleep restfully through the rest of the night.