[ Oh, he thinks as his gaze slides sideways with the appearance of the pink-haired woman, she's an elf. Distracted from the huffing clerk, he blinks stupidly for a moment as he takes in the sight of her up close and then remembers to put his coin-purse away. ]
It's wet. Raining outside, sorry.
[ As if the battering noise of the weather on the windows isn't apparent. Straightening up, he recognises the come-on for what it is and feels a little of his exhaustion seep away in the face of a beautiful woman's attention. It occurs to him that someone as lovely as her must need some ... time off, and perhaps that is the reason for her approach instead of anything else. ]
All I want is a soft bed until morning, the lady whose room I'll use has my word I expect nothing else. I'm tired from travelling a long way, that's all.
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It's wet. Raining outside, sorry.
[ As if the battering noise of the weather on the windows isn't apparent. Straightening up, he recognises the come-on for what it is and feels a little of his exhaustion seep away in the face of a beautiful woman's attention. It occurs to him that someone as lovely as her must need some ... time off, and perhaps that is the reason for her approach instead of anything else. ]
All I want is a soft bed until morning, the lady whose room I'll use has my word I expect nothing else. I'm tired from travelling a long way, that's all.