She nodded and closed the door behind her as she left to rejoin Nathan in the tavern. She found her seat and waited patiently for her reheated food. It was strange to her being waited on. Every day of her life for the past who knows how many years it had always been the other way around. The same old faces, the occasional new ones, all treated with the same smile and food and ale, smiled and cooked and poured by her own hand. To have somebody else do her the favor was....unfamiliar. She wasn’t sure how she felt about it. She rested her chin in her hand, elbow on the counter while her other hand idly tapped away and her face held a bewildered stare, pointed towards the back wall of the tavern, not really looking at anything in particular.