For the most part, Lila had gone unnoticed, and she was happy enough with this. She saw the ways that their eyes slipped over her, almost as if she wasn't even there, and that was good. That stopped her from feeling scrutinised and pressured, and it meant that she didn't have to carry a conversation. If there was one thing that she hated, it was having to carry a conversation with strangers.

The only person in the group she had any desire to form a friendship with was the woman who had so valiantly leapt to her aid with tooth and blade, but she had already retired to a room by the time Lila found the energy to move. She had wanted to wait until the newly formed troupe had dispersed enough for her to properly escape unnoticed. It was likely enough that no one would have noticed her had she gone when the rest of them were there, but there were at least two people blocking her way and she did not have anywhere specific to go.

The rooms in the inn were an option, of course, but Lila had a certain deep seated distrust of convenience. It went hand in hand with her deep seated distrust of public sleeping quarters. This was mostly to do with the fact that she had spent very little time outside her home town, and she was used to being the one who changed the sheets.

At home, she was the one who took care of everything and knew where everything was, not so in an inn. Which was why Lila waited until the majority of the group had dispersed and she slipped out the front door, leaving her tankard on the table untouched. Fully prepared to settle in to a tree and doze on and off until morning.