Sarynne nearly walked face first into the door of the inn, only looking up from her book long enough to push the door open and make her way to an empty seat, before returning her attention to the tome clutched in her small hands. She practically devoured the pages, not really noticing anyone present in the room. Her bottom lip stuck between her teeth as her eyes scanned one page, then the next, a hand fiddling idly with the end of her braided hair between page turns.