His mouth twitched, her blase attitude breaking his normal stoic facade toward the outside for a moment, before he shrugged and nodded. His hand dropped from her shoulder, and he shook himself, as if trying to get his mind working.<br/><br/>After she was gone, he headed downstairs, and let the innkeeper know that a backer needed a couple of the rooms for a while, and that he would be covering the price. He then headed to the guild, and went to his room, before collapsing in his chair, staring though the far wall, his mind clearly a billion years away.