The fresh tingling sensation the water gave Ureck took the cautious dog aback for a moment, always worried of unexpected things. However, once scent of bayleaf hit his nose, a smile crossed his face. He had known Vincent very loosely since he first starting coming to the Singing Donkey, known that he was one of the best barkeeps around, but only now did he realize how big of a heart the old man had. It was quite a feat, especially is Espen...<br/><br/>His pall was short-lived, as once he was finished cleaning up a bit with the herb-scented water, he checked the locks on his window and soon hurried out of the room to tend to the even more delectable smells rising through the hall. Unsure if anyone was still asleep, he walked softly yet briskly across the floorboards, gliding along smoothly and silently as if his footsteps fell on air. He grinned at the realization that, for once, this WASN'T a trick he picked up while working with the Grangers; at the Grand Espen Library, where he used to work, he learned to "walk on air" to avoid disturbing patrons as they read. Funny how it still came in so much handy, especially during more dangerous times.<br/><br/>Before long, he found himself at the doorway to the common room, but like he habitually did he poked his head around the corner to see who else might be there. His ears perked up at the sight of Sherani, Calia and Spike, talking about something he couldn't quite make out, standing before a large table of... Ureck could hardly believe what had been set out. Despite the amazing smells he had come across, his admittedly melancholy mind was convinced they'd receive typical Espen fare of some (maybe buttered) toast and water. At the sight of that, plus eggs, even plus bacon made Ureck a little loopy with amazement. Tongue running across his lips, it then occurred to him who had brought about this welcome surprise, and as such he began scanning the room for Vincent, but when he finally caught sight of him his ears drooped slightly.<br/><br/>It was readily obvious that the poor man had received no sleep that night, working so long to repair his establishment. Yet on top of that, he prepared those wash bowls and went about making this delicious breakfast in place of the late cook (<span style="font-style: italic">may his star shine bright...</span>). Ureck began to feel extremely guilty. To so readily give when it was obvious self-sacrifice was necessary... the collie had seen enough in his short lifetime to know how strong of a proof that was of a strong heart.<br/><br/>He finally stepped inside, waving at everyone as he joined the little group. His eyes fell on Vincent one last time.<span style="font-style: italic">For people like you. I'll help liberate this town...</span>