With nothing better to do, Nimreb eventually trailed the eclectic group from outside the baths back to the inn, where they were apparently throwing an open-invitation party in the honeymoon suite. He wasn't interested in any of them specifically, but they had been talking to the shadeling woman he had gotten a brief glimpse of, and her he definitely wished to get to know better. In more than just a strictly physical sense, as well; between-creatures such as her were rare, and he did feel a sort of kinship between himself and their shadowy halves.<br/><br/>It looked like quite the show was beginning as well, so rather than interrupt openly, he parked himself atop an empty table in one corner to watch, nestled comfortably and close to invisibly in the faintest shadows of the room. Anyone looking his direction, assuming they weren't otherwise distracted, would see at best a blurry gnome-sized outline.