Rozalia inclined her head in surprise as Vincent swiftly left the room, and her eyes listed towards the 'trinket'. It would be worth a lot; worth a bed and some food. And yet, she had no interest in keeping it. Standing up with a scowl, she looked at it for a moment, then picked it up, stuffing it into her pocket. She wouldn't steal it, but she certainly wouldn't let someone else get it either.
"[i]'Well entertained?'[/i] I'm not a bard." She muttered under her breath as she left the room, heading straight for the counter - Vincent must be heading towards the mountain already. She supposed that made sense, what with him being a vampire and all. Deciding her next step quickly, she asked for some supplies at the counter, paying for them with her stolen gold, and then high-tailing it out of the inn. It was tempting to retreat back into the warmth of the inn after seeing the blizzard outside, but something within her felt determined to follow Vincent.
It didn't take long to catch up, what with her sprinting full-pelt, and he walking at a reasonable pace towards the mountain. Finally skidding to a stop by his side, she dangled the necklace in front of him with a breathless grin.
"I'd prefer to steal it from you sometime in the future." She said with a teasing grin. "And I'll head up to the Monastery with you - saves me battling through the crowds tomorrow morning."