Pinna went even redder at Larissa's implication, but stepped closer to Kasala. The elf, for her part, grinned broadly and pulled her student flush against her. As Larissa closed the door, she could faintly hear a soft sight from within the little hut. Evening was wearing on into night, the stars gleaming above. The road from Pinna's house led back into the town square, where a few of the vendors were packing up their wares.<br/><br/>In the darkness, the houses all seemed to blend together in a mass of shadow, with the silhouettes of the church and the inn looming over the rest. The glow of candlelight could be seen in the church, illuminating a stained glass window of a man in black armor smiting a snarling fiend. Over at the inn, there seemed to be fewer shadows obscuring the windows as townsfolk staggered their way home after an evening of revelry.