Balfor knew his eyes were widening, but was unable to help himself. The turn of events over the last couple of words exchanged between the two women was like nothing that had ever happened to anyone he'd known back in his village, or even anyone who'd traveled through his village, let alone to himself. He found himself nodding. "Agreeable. Huh..."<br/><br/>He waved the hand on the arm not around Joli. "Rowena? Who do we speak to about a room for the night?" There...he'd said aloud what seemed to be slipping and hiding among everyone's thoughts and recent words. A room to be shared. Personal space.<br/><br/>How things went from here, Balfor had nothing but good wishes...and maybe a couple of crossed fingers.<br/>-----<br/>8-)