Avira had kept silent through the meeting, doing little more than soaking up what was being said and deciding whether or not she agreed with how things were going. She found nothing to be in disagreement with her, the paladin having handled the talks with the cardinal very well. Feeling the tug on the leash, Avira nodded at Zitka and promptly moved toward the door and to the inn.<br/><br/><strong>"I could use a bath myself,"</strong>Avira said.<strong>"Think I'll join you, make sure you don't try and slip out of a window or anything."</strong>The gunslinger grinned good naturedly. She was at least joking about the reason. Depending upon on how the arrangements were made at the inn, Avira would make sure the kitsune and herself shared a room, explaining the circumstances if the innkeeper were to give her an odd look for looking like a slave owner. With key in hand, Avira would get them into their room.