Nathan was finished with his meal, so he downed the rest of the rum in his glass,grimacing at the taste.  Perhaps he should have chosen meade after all.  Then he stood to follow Erin.  He could sense a certain unease in her around him this morning.  But he waited until they were outside the tavern and on the street to ask her about it.<br/><br/>"Is something bothering you about last night, Erin?"  Of course that left a lot of possible responses.  Last night had been a long night, during which, a great deal happened.  Her time in his bed was only the last act of the night.