He chews his lower lip momentarily, his armour feeling more restrictive than usual as his eyes gaze down to linger at her bust. He shakes his head with a smirk, before leading them down a side street and to the front door of a house. He takes out a ring of keys and opens the door, lighting a lantern as he leads her into the small and tidy one room house.  The dwarven-double bed sits at one end of the room, wardrobes on either side filled with armour and weapons more than actual clothes.  Opposite to the bed is a large table with several chairs around it, a stove beside it against the wall and shelves/cupboards filled with random foods and drink.<br/><br/>He stretches his shoulders with a slight yawn, grinning towards her.  "Think we'll fit on that..?  Mnmh.. Cant wait to get out of this armour, sweltering down here isnt it..?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>