Food... well, it could have been better, could have been worse.  Certainly not worth the price, but she was in no mood to debate it, and really they looked like they could use the silver.  Mostly soldiers was good though; meant lots of defense, very few untrained or unskilled combatants.  Better fighting force meant their job was not as difficult, with but a couple civilians to worry about at any given time.  Still, that meant less... fun things... but no, no, they were there for their job, not to have fun.<br/><br/>"We'll consider the room; we need to meet with the captain's first." she said, taking a sip of her soup - bland and mostly salty - and leaned in to her lover (whose look she ignored, but she certainly could get it cheaper) "No, it didn't; the place is intact, if worn down.  I don't think it's that way because they want it to be though."<br/><br/>She took a few sips, ignoring the taste and praying the sustenance was good enough.  She watched the man, hacking and coughing and the woman tending to him from the corner of her eye.  So bummed, so dreary... what were the guards like then if they were so bummed out?<br/><br/>"Demons and abominations... takes a toll... perhaps everyone fled, and if protection is the primary focus, the guard captain likely has more say in things, or perhaps the if it is mostly soldiers, then the council just doesn't hold much sway on the city." she said, simply, though logic and intellect was certainly her lover's specialty (though she was no idiot in her own right) "Consider it's standing I doubt it's necessary is what I'm getting at, and something made it so this was the only option..."