Jiao Jie's good mood had dwindled with the weather. It was all nice and good to enjoy adventure as long as the sun was out, but this moody drizzle left her cold and tired. She felt miserable and grumpy, and it had manifested in the young woman being rather silent for the past hours. The peddler's story had sparked her from her funk however, and she looked a bit brighter, more alert as she looked around her, peering through the rain for any signs of these hauntings. Disappointly, or luckily, she found none, and by the time the Inn came into view, she greeted the vision with obvious relief. "Oh finally!"She blurted out, feeling rather ashamed when Li's comment and Feng's coughing reminded her that others were in worse shape than she. She blushed and tore her eyes away from the promise of food and a warm, dry bed.<br/><br/>"Oh no, my dear and noble friends.!"She protested, steering her horse close to Li. Lowering her voice, she leaned over the horse's neck bringing her face close to Li's. "My dear friend, is it wise to renounce shelter on this night? I can endure the hard ground for another night if I must, but I believe Mr Feng should have the comfort of the Inn, and a good night's sleep. His cough seems to be getting worse, and I fear for him..." Jiao Jie did have her good intentions, but if she were honest... the thought of spending another night camping on the ground, especially with a perfectly good Inn nearby - not counting the possibility of spirits , which might be in the stables as well - did not appeal to the young noble woman.