Leon watched as the man who'd been hurt before his arrival, cleaned up the mug which had been shattered in the mess of things. He thought it was amazing that they cleared up after themselves, even when it had not been them at fault. He had been in taverns for the wealthy, and they had never done such a thing. It both pleased, but surprised him.<br/><br/>Leon turned his attention to the woman he had just saved. Watching her as she poured him a glass of fine ale, and taking it once she had handed it to him. He smiled at her as she thanked him. "No thanks is necessary, fair maiden, for, it is my duty, and my honour to help those in need, I thank you kindly for your gift, however, I can not accept it. I shall pay you for your fine ale." He said with a smile. As she asked his name he began talking again. "I am Leon" he replied, and watched her as she set about cleaning, and serving the customers once again. Normality had resumed.<br/><br/>He looked at the man whom had been cleaning the mess earlier. The man commented on him being a good man, but he replied simply with "You are also, a good man, in your own way" He said, without sounding condescending. Leon meant it in a sense that, he had helped or tried to, but it resulted in him being hurt. It happened. When the maiden behind the bar commented about him being a knight, and then how it could be a re-enactment he just let out a small laugh. "I am a knight, for my full title is, Leon the King's Knight Of Protection... but quite frankly, I think that's too formal for day to day life" he replied and returned her playful wink with one of his own. As she introduced herself he couldn't help but find himself grinning. "Annabelle, what a beautiful name for such a fair maiden" Leon replied, and tipped his mug to her glass.<br/><br/>Leon heard the storm break out and knew he would have to wait until it had calmed some what before going to collect Falcon from the blacksmiths. As she jumped, and then giggled Leon couldn't help but think how adorable it was over her to do. He watched her as she finished her drink, taking some of his own. Then watched as she set about serving the other gentryfolk she had in the Tavern. Leon couldn't help but admire her figure, and the way her clothes complimented it. How even though her hair had gone frazzled from the heat, it still looked beautiful.<br/><br/>Leon continued to watch her until she turned back to him, and that was when Leon made it look as though he hadn't been watching her the whole time. He brought his mug to his lips and began to slowly drink the fine ale. It really was magnificent, just what any one needed after a long day of questing, and protecting. He looked back at Annabelle once he had finished his drink. "So are you the type who enjoys a good tale?" he asked her softly, so that most would still be in their own conversations enough not to eavesdrop on the one he wanted to share with Annabelle. There was something about her so alluring, he just couldn't help feeling like he had to talk to her more and more. Even when there wasn't much to say.