Seeing the lack of other passengers, Ashton would sit down as he looked to the barkeep, giving a smile. “Tea, and a hot bowl of soup sounds good. It seems a bit quiet today, work must be pretty dull, eh?” He would ask, giving something of a chuckle, though it was soft. “I can’t imagine that things would be so slow, is it just too early for people to want some food?” or maybe they were off playing cards or doing who knows what – the travel could sometimes be so boring.