She almost sighed with relief when she heard they would be leaving. Now, if only she could get this incessant shivering to stop... Her hands trembled, her breathing ragged withthe muscle contractions of extreme shivers. She waited as quietly as she could manage for them to leave. It wasn't cold, she told herself. At least it shouldn't have been. She shouldn't feel as cold as she did. Stop shivering. Stop it. Alright, talking to yourself isn't going to help. Stop that, too. I mean it. Stop it...<br/><br/>She sighed in irritation and rolled her eyes. Were they gone yet? She'd forgotten to keep listenning. She held her breath to listen closely.<br/><br/>=============================================<br/><br/>Kell grinned at the boy, fightig back a bark of laughter. Well wasn't that just plain cute. He clapped the kid on the shoulders and tried to give a serious nod.<br/><br/>"Aye, my lad... oi'm sure there'll be plenty use fer ya... but I kahn't 'ave a messenger fallin' asleep in 'is duties, now can I? Now, off with  yeh? Rest up. Yeh'll be workin hard tomorrow."<br/><br/>Kell turned the kid by gripping his shoulders and rotating him around to face the door, then gave him a gentle push. Without paying any further attention, he naturally assumed the kid would disobey. It worried him little either way. He glanced around, located the pair of strangers, and approached their table.<br/><br/>Smiling jovially, he greeted them, "Now, lads..." he pulled a chair to the end of the table, positioned it backwards, straddled it to drape his arms over the back of the chair. "What exactly is it yeh've come ta talk about, eh?"