Fabien felt a little unsteady after walking into the inn. A certain feeling was slowly creeping up on him that something wasn't right. His stomach felt uneasy, he wanted to look over his shoulder as if there was someone watching him, someone there lurking in the darkness. It was just an inn, some random inn, he knew he shouldn't be feeling such ridiculous feelings but... He couldn't stop the hair on his arms from rising and a little chill catching on him. The woman before him seemed pleasant, warm, ladylike but others... A few of the people stood out but in ways, he couldn't quite place he thought he looked at a pair of red eyes staring back at him. A pair of red eyes! That was ridiculous it had to be some candle flickering reflecting light.<br/><br/>He tried not to look around at the inn and wanted to focus on giving the necklace back to the woman and getting out of whatever this place was. He loved the idea of sitting at an inn and listening to songs, watching people dance, maybe hearing a story or two, a meal that he didn't have to make himself sounded nice too but perhaps not in this place. He handed her the necklace and her skin felt warm, almost settling in some way as she took the beautiful crafted little necklace back from him. Why did she seem totally opposite than everyone else in here? Who was she?<br/><br/>The beautiful woman spoke her name to him, it sounded like something out of a book, or a grand story, her name sounded of great importance. " Asena, Asena Valoran" He had the ridiculous notion to tilt his head into a small bow before this woman. "It was nothing to return it to you, really I was just in the right place at the right time. I'm glad I was and got to return it to you. It truly is a beautiful place and deserves a beautiful neck to call home, you will wear it well I think" He wasn't trying to charm the woman before him, he was statting it as if it was just the obvious truth. He wondered if the woman had been serious about bringing him up to a private room or if she was just being polite and expected a decline.<br/><br/>As much as he would have liked to follow the woman up to her room and see what kind of conversation he could have with her the inn and its uneasiness was taking a toll. "I should get back to my Pa he never did like me wandering as if I'd find myself some trouble? We are on the merchant's row if you need some good produce, herbs, cloth and a few other things. My names Fabien it was nice meeting you Asena" He held his hand out to make his departure.