Groaning, James woke up, and looked around. It had appeared he had fallen on the floor, and probably knocked himself out. He put his hand where the purse of coins that he had stolen was, only to find that it wasn't there. James got up off the ground, and looked between everyone at the inn for his money. Just when he was going to give up, James walked towards the door. He looked around once more, and looked at the Dunmer that he had robbed, now with a female Bosmer talking with him. The Dunmer slipped a coin purse in his pocket, presumably the same one James had stolen and was now missing. Sighing, James walked to a wall of the inn, and he leaned against it. Now that he thought about it, he shouldn't be doing this. He shouldn't be stealing from other people. He looked toward the Dunmer and Bosmer, a sorry look on his face. He couldn't just walk up to them and say sorry, could he?