Erin was gone when Nathan returned to his room.  But nothing seemed missing, so he didn't worry about it.  Filling the tub, he had his bath in peace.  After which, he dressed in his better set of clothes and headed downstairs for something to eat.  He almost turned back around though upon hearing that crazy Zataire shouting in a foreign tongue.  Was he conjuring up another witch or demon, seeking some more abuse from them?  Nathan waited for Zataire to pass him before heading down the stairs.<br/><br/>Seeing the envelope on the stairs, he threw it in a trashcan and sidled up to the bar, signaling to Abia for some food.  He muttered, "I swear, for someone who acts the victim all the time, Zataire seems to spend way too much time drawing attention to himself.  If he want's to flog himself, he should go buy a whip rather than calling on demons or witches to do it for him!"