Damn, firm grip... never doing that again, Aquila noted.  Once she was left to her own ado, it was up to find her room she went.  She'd clean it, being as quiet as possible, and get things ready, not that she'd drop off her gear just yet.  Next would come a bath, to get clean after so long on the water in the sea (always was good to be clean and presentable when possible to new customers after all; they wanted dirty girls, but not that sort of<em>dirty</em>), and from there... well, perhaps Tira would be of use; certainly she must know the area, right?