<div class="floatright">(http://i1221.photobucket.com/albums/dd468/sybakrys/Weom/barbarian-stern-sternum.jpg)</div>His offer of escorting Shiloh back to the inn was accepted, to his delight. He smiled at her and in the corner of his eye, as he returned his attentions back to the road, he could swear she was blushing. He did not wish to draw attention to this, as the last thing he wanted to do was to make her feel uncomfortable or indeed upset in any way.<br/><br/>He was about to answer Shiloh when a horse drawn cart rushed by and once it had passed by they only had a few more paces before arriving back at the entrance to the inn. With her arm still around his, he re-entered the inn. They soon found the others and once Shiloh had shared with them what she had discovered, he waited to see if any one else would do the same. He mentioned weapons briefly but would go into greater detail if prompted later.<br/><br/>When he had a quiet moment, as he did not have the time to answer Shiloh before entering the inn, he responded to her earlier question. With his free hand he took hers and spoke as quietly as he could for a man of his size and strength. “I did not wish to appear that I was ignoring you earlier and I hope you did not think that I was. But in regard to you asking about whether I grow tired, I do not. I have gotten used to that sort of thing a long time ago.” He smiled warmly towards her and tickled her palm with one of his fingers as he did this.<br/>