Zarna snubs her pipe with a nod of ascent. "Certainly I don't wish to stay in the underdark longer than I must." Rue content with the food reluctantly gets up to follow Zarna with a last look back at the bartender. He'd liked the taste of Rothe and didn't often get seasoned meats unless the winters were harsh. The treat would go  a long way in soothing the stresses of falling literally into a new world.