Hugh waved, a cheerful smile on his face as he lied in bed, observing Sana and Arianna departing from the room. With the room suddenly vacant, Hugh wasted no time in sitting up at the edge of his bed. He reached for his pants, pulling them on, slowly as he went. He wasn't particularly determined to be downstairs in a rush, as today they seemed to be heading out for parts they hadn't traveled before. 

Hugh pulled his shirt on, and the rest of his garments, ending with him throwing on his armor; the chain mail and his pauldrons. He strapped his new found sword to his back, and rotated his neck from side to side. He stood tall and stretched his arms out, trying to be rid of the achy muscle sensation. It was a little routine that ended with him feeling much better than during. 

After this little binge of activity, he sat back down and grabbed the bag containing his pipe. He took out the tobacco and crushed it inside, packing it with his dowel. He fetched his little bow from his bag and began using it to spin the dowel, eventually causing a coal to build up enough to stoke it till it smoked. After this painstaking process, he puffed away at the pipe and headed for the door, laying the saddle bag over his shoulder.

He swung it open, with a little bit of a bang as it smacked the wall that stopped it from going further. He stepped out, taking a moment to look around before stepping towards the stairs.

He trudged down, paying more attention to his pipe, but merely walking out of habit. He came to the bottom of the steps and stopped, his gaze looking over the Inn for his party. He observed the stranger whom had saved them the day before conversing with the elvish woman, with the company of the thief.

Hugh strode over, his feet falling heavily what with the weight he wore. Hugh felt slightly sluggish from the strenuous activity of the day before as he walked, taking up a plate and arranged food items on them. He clenched his teeth holding the pipe with them, as both his hands were preoccupied with the food and a cup.

Claiming a seat next to the thief, Hugh laid his consumable items out in front of the chair on the table. He sat down, taking his pipe from his mouth and laying it upright on the table right behind his plate. With that done, he shouted "Good morning! Everyone!" and actually turned around to look to everyone in the Inn, starting with any strangers and looking from each party member to another, giving them all a nod and friendly smile of acknowledgement.

With that done, he proceeded to politely eat his food, not in any particular hurry as he fueled his body for the day to come.