The mismatch didn't last that long, as he slowly began altering the illusion over a handful of streets so that it wasn't obvious it was changing, though someone that watched him the entire time would have noticed him shrinking and his skin tone changing. He doubted they watched EVERYONE that came in, that would waste too much resources that could be better spent elsewhere. "I just thought that you might want to sleep in a bed for a change of pace. That, and we haven't really had a chance to talk, just the two of us. Everyone else has, but every time I tried with you, Night would demand something, or Meridia would yank you off to go and discuss dragon things, or some other emergency. Quite amusing, in its own way."<br/><br/>He finished reverting back to himself, and then chose one of the nicer inns for their dinner and bed. That it also had a prime spot to let him look over the town from the front, as well as being fairly quiet so if someone brought a patrol up, it would be very obvious, also didn't hurt.