Azalea sat on a bench outside the Inn. There was a bird on her arm, a falcon it would seem, she had pulled a note off its leg and read it. Though the contents of the note seemed to shock her slightly. The bird moved to her arm and she made paper and a pen appear in front of her and began scribbling swiftly, in a language unknown to most. When she was finished she tied the note to the bird's leg and sent it off. She hadn't noticed Lyx until the bird was out of sight and she had released the breath she hadn't realized she had been holding. She gave him a gentle smile, as if nothing happened. "Ah, so I see you decided to come out after all." She stated making it clear in her tone that she didn't want him to mention anything about what he had just seen. "I was starting to thing you hadn't gotten my hint." She stated, still seated.