Sher hadn't noticed the staring. He'd been a little preoccupied with what she'd said earlier. Crazy ideas of taking her and running off into only the greater gods knew where flashed through his mind as he helped her down. Still he had not responded to her earlier words. Honestly he didn't know what to say. He was at a loss. Instead he he let the motion of doing something settle the running errant thoughts in his mind.<br/><br/>"Nothing is wrong with you," he said startled by her question out of his thoughts. He looked around, "most of these people are plebs like me and have never seen a beautiful well dressed high born lady like yourself." he said softly as he led her into the Inn. He walked all the way up to the innkeeper. "Two hot meals and two rooms please and have someone look after the horse outside. I'd like her fed and stabled."<br/><br/>"five silver coins and the stable lad will care for the horse," the Innkeeper replied. Sher handed over the coins to the fat man who was cleaning a glass, "what'll yah have to drink?"<br/><br/>"Ale for me," Sher replied and looked over at Isa for her take on what to drink with her meal.