Hael frowned lightly, eyeing the two Scotsmen. She glared at Finnagin. "It's been a pleasure, Finnagin, but I best be on my way." She had spent too much time fooling around with this idiot. She needed rest. The gathering crowd was beginning to disperse, anyways. She would be able to slip away without drawing attention now. "I am Hael, by the way. I hope you fare better in the future." With a nod, Hael turned and began to walk towards the inn, sighing. She pushed her hair back from her face, her fingers brushing against the hair-like feathers in them. The day had been too long, especially with such an event like what had just occurred.