The was a slight crack, so she could see only a little bit of Fangâ€™s room. It was painted a dark color with dark curtains. And it was dimly lited. He then looks at her and nods, â€œSorry, you should of said something before I began to play it.â€ He says as he shuts his door so she couldnâ€™t see what it was like inside and the music gets turned down to a lower volume. He then pokes his head out of the door again. â€œI assume you may not want to take medicine for your headache right? I think I may know what can help cure it,â€ he says as he shuts his door and comes out of his room.  â€œThere is a hot spring about half a mile into the woods.â€ He says. â€œMany of my people use it to relax and get rid of tension.â€ He says. â€œIf you would, please follow me.â€ He says as he starts to head toward the living room. Then he stops and looks at her, â€œDonâ€™t worry Iâ€™ll make sure that no one else will be near, Iâ€™ll let you know if some one is coming. But Iâ€™ll be away from the spring partroling.â€ He says and then continues to walk.