Alistair looks weary but happy as he sits down at the table. When it came to his spells the beautiful Beatrix had given him all of the carnal energy he could use for days to come. By now he is sure the entire group, and likely most of the town knew about he and Beatrix's tryst, and as heavenly and wild as it was he would not soil her reputation by speaking of it to anyone. With that said however, he was hoping if she stopped by the room tonight, she would let him get a little sleep.<br/><br/>He looks to Charlotte. "You seem to lack mirth...what vexes you?"