Erin continued with her bath, listening to the shuffle downstairs.  The sounds had gone back to normal, some shuffling, voices in normal tones.  Whatever it was, it definitely seemed to have blown over, so there was little enough reason to rush.  She wasn't going to have to run clutching her clothes as soldiers stormed the room.  Well, one soldier, of course, but that was totally different.  And he wasn't storming.