Kiriei fell into step next to Jerrar. "Hmm..." she muttered, thinking aloud. "A well is virtually free... but I can't last as long in my human form in the sunlight." Amazingly, her smooth draconic voice had carried over into a human version. It was sweet sounding, almost hypnotic. One might just wonder what her singing voice sounded like, though the answer to that question lay virtually unknown.<br/><br/>"I think I'd rather find a tavern," Kiriei decided. "In the shade, I can last several hours. I think that would be the better option." Jerrar seemed to agree with this sentiment, though admittedly he seemed slightly distracted. They came upon a rather dusty structure that seemed to be the town's sole tavern. The two friends entered the establishment and took their seats at the counter.<br/><br/>"We'd like some water, please," Kiriei said sweetly. The barkeep ignored them for a moment, and when he turned he still didn't make eye contact, due to... certain voluptuous distractions. After a moment he found his voice. "We don't got no water here, missy. This is the town's only bar; people come here to drink."<br/><br/>"Oh..." Kiriei frowned. "Well... is alcohol alright with you?" she asked Jerrar. As she posed her question she leaned slightly over the bar counter in a curious gesture. Her cleavage seeming to increase in volume somehow with the motion.