Henry had no idea how long was he asleep when he woke up and his room had no windows. The bard felt rested, though he couldn't have been sleeping for too long. Well, he had no intentions to be left out, so Henry just decided to get up. He quickly jumped on his legs, took his lute and spear from where he left them, and descended the stairs. Everything seemed rather the same as he left everything, so he figured he can't have slept for too long. Or maybe these people are just hesitant to go to sleep and sat like that for the whole evening. Going towards a free spot near the bar counter Henry started speaking.

"Well, You all seem a rather dull company." - Henry frowned and looked around for a moment - "Are there less of us than there were originally in the prison?" He smiled "Intriguing. Escaped convicts."