Ahmaht desperately wanted to reach out and comfort Larea, but he knew it would make things worse. He excused himself and was two steps away when it happened. Ahmaht was by her side in an instant, kneeling on one side while Sigrun was on the other. The stranger from earlier was there as well, casting some sort of healing spell. It didn't look like it was doing much. "I'll get a room." he muttered, getting up as the innkeeper ran over He stood in front of the man, arms crossed. "Get me a room key." he said, pulling several coins out and handing them to the innkeeper, who ran off to get the key.<br/>Ahmaht knelt by Larea again, sliding an arm underneath her and picking her up with one arm as one might carry a child. The innkeeper nervously handed him the key. Ahmaht carried Larea to the room, laying her down on the bed and pulling the covers up to her chest.<br/>He walked outside, closing the door behind him. "Let her rest," he said with a sigh. "And you. You have my thanks." Ahmaht bowed his head at the stranger. "May I ask your name...?"