Indrean felt the corners of his lips rising into a small smile as she spoke and gazed at him from behind the large mug of ale. He felt heat start to rise to his cheeks again as she released her hair; he tried hard not to watch her hair fall over her shoulders...he wondered if she knew what she was doing to him?<br/>He blinked hard as she yawned, grateful for the distraction and the call to protect, then set two coins on the table as a tip for the waitress and stood up, walking around to her chair and pulling it out for her to stand, offering her a hand to take.<br/>Sparks jolted up his arm as she placed her delicate hand in his and after she stood, he led her up the stairs and down the hall to their...her room.<br/>He opened the door to reveal a decently sized room with a window facing out onto the main street of Bree; against the far wall sits a bed for two and next to it is a small table with a candlestick. On the opposite side of the room is a chest of drawers with a mirror and ontop of the chest is a basin full of water and a few clean cloths. Other than that, the room is empty of furniture, save for a table and chairs underneath the window.<br/>Indrean let out a breath and ushered her inside, then left the door open a crack before taking off his pack and removing his bedroll he always carried with him. He didn't know what the Lady meant by...staying with her...well, that was a lie...but he was a gentleman...and he was here to protect her and help her.