Abia’s confusion from the night before was pulled away almost instantly as her hostess instinct kicked in. Upon hearing the door to the tavern open, the sight of a drenched woman filled her vision. Her first thought was it’s raining again?! And it was such a bright morning, too. But her disappointment in the weather quickly faded when she heard the poor girl speak. Abia’s heart broke when she saw the melancholy expression clear as day upon her face. Something was wrong and she was willing to help her.<br/><br/>Standing from the table, she turned to Nathan, the confused and hungover woman from before seemingly completely vanished and in her place stood somebody determined. “I’ll be back in a bit,” she whispered, lightly touching his forearm before turning away from her barely eaten food to aid the girl who resembled more of a drowned rat.<br/><br/>Approaching the woman, she immediately began helping her with her cloak. “Oh, hun. You can absolutely have a room. There’s a third plate on the table right over there of freshly cooked eggs and ham, completely untouched. You’re welcome to it.” She pointed to the full plate set between where she and Nathan sat. “I’ll go set up a room for you, fill it with some towels, and I’ll lay out one of my dresses in the room as well. I’m afraid they’re not quite as fancy as your outfit, but it’ll get the job done to keep you dry.” Abia gave the girl a warm and comforting smile as she spoke to her.