Ester ran her hand along the rail, eyes darting around as she looked for the source of the loud sound. Nothing seemed to be there though and the closer they got to the other side of the bridge, the less likely it seemed that there was any danger at all. The elf stepped off the bridge, turning to look at Mesaraih, a confused expression on her face.<br/><br/>"I must be going mad." She commented, shaking her head. But was she going mad? She could have sworn she'd heard something.<br/><br/>Just as a feeling of ease washed over her she noticed movement in one of the houses, as a yellow light shone through the windows and a figure moved back and forth. It seemed as if the silhouette was not concerned about being heard, or that they were particularly bothered about the company outside. Ester squinted her eyes, trying to make sense of the shape when finally a woman stopped in front of the window, placing down some plates on a counter inside the house.<br/><br/>She had long blonde hair that was thick and curly. A curvy body and bright eyes that looked up with delight when she noticed the pair outside of the house.<br/><br/>"I wasn't aware anyone was down here." She smiled brightly, moving to the doorway and inviting them inside. "Please, come in. You must be cold."