Fallyn stops and turns around to look at him. The expression on her face is that of shock that he would even really think of speaking to her about such a delicate thing like bathing infront of anyone no mater if they are just servants or not. She nods over to the carriage that followed them. Several servants are busying them selves getting baggage and what not.<br/><br/>"I do beleive that we should talk about such matters when we are not in public, my dear husband. My servants are well trained and know what to do, I no longer have to tell them how to get ready for a stay at an inn."<br/><br/>The tone in her voice is of icy resolve, her eyes seem to almost peirce him. He might be able to tell that he has made a blunder in her delicate world of rules that are to be followed. She moves further into the inn .<br/><br/>"Although if you do desire, I am sure you could find a game of cards or dice, to make your self feel more at ease before retiring for the night"<br/><br/>She says this in a very nice tone but he can clearly see that she is insulting him.