He nodded. "If you say so," he said, shaking his head - clearly doubting her optimism! As she left, he ordered another drink, clearly intent on burning through at least some of the money she'd given him, right there.<br/><br/>There were a few places she could get cleaned up - there were baths available at the inn, though at this hour, and covered in blood, that might be a bit awkward. There was the lake that kept the city watered - easy enough to reach and use, though not heated, or private, or any other useful amenities. Or there were public baths, that were usually open at this late hour, though she'd need to pass a DC 10 Knowledge: Local check  to know which ones weren't a thinly veiled cover for a brothel... though she might want to end up there, anyway...