"I...think so. Do you think they were waiting for us, or for anyone who came along?" Lina asked hesitantly. Annella, conversely, took to a much warier lookout.<br/><br/>At the inn, they'd spot a webbed figure being bodily thrown out the door and halfway across the street, Sylvie yelling after the figure. "-and<em>next</em>time I'll string you up on the front porch instead! No sneaking into<em>anyone's</em>room, not in<em>my</em>place!"<br/><br/>And with that, the spider-woman turned back in a huff, heading back to her bar.