"Not really. Not everywhere is like this." Janius answered, before sliding himself onto the bed beside Kaleeth with his back against a wall. He was about to explain that not all cities had poverty like this, but there were very few populated placed that Janius had been to without poorer people, so he had to stop and think about how to answer. "At least...not everyone in the city lives like this. It's complicated." Janius cast his mind back to his first attempt at explaining such things to Kaleeth, perhaps that might be a good starting point. "You remember when I explained how most people trade for gold, labour, and goods? Well, it turns out that such a system doesn't always make things fair. You have upper-classes, that are educated and skilled, or tax people who use the land they claim, or inherit wealth from their relatives when they pass away. These people tend to have more wealth. Oftentimes, it's more wealth than they need. They live comfortably and most of the time quite happily, but then there are others. There are lower-classes, that either don't have the luck or opportunities of the upper-classes. They have to work hard because most of what they are capable of in their position is simple labour. Unfortunately, they do not get as much wealth, so they can't afford a nice house, or good food and drink. Some can't even afford a house at all." Janius felt a bit grave describing it, but his tone turned a little more hopeful to describe the other parts. "There are those in the middle. Craftsmen, merchants and the like. Those that work their fair share, and don't live beyond their means. There are even occasionally upper-class people that understand the plight of the lower-class and provide work for a reasonable wage for them. It seems that this city has many who are suffering, however. It is unfortunate, but better than all those people out there subject to slavery." Janius smiled at Kaleeth to try and turn the atmosphere around a bit, "There are still good hearts in these kinds of places, don't you worry. Those people have likely just made a bad impression."

After getting over the feeling of being slightly foolish in her assumption, Sabine stopped to think for a moment. She wasn't sure how much the Ayleid history interested her, but the buildings were still impressive. It wasn't like there was anything else to do. "Okay," she replied through a nod, not revealing any particular inclination one way or the other, "When will we leave?"

"Now that's something I know him to be quite capable of," Fendros laughed. After a breath, he stood up. "I guess if it's one or the other, I may as well ask him now," Fendros said, "He's probably in one of the other rooms." With that, Fendros left the room, trying to minimise the noise. He walked up to the nearest other room and rapped on the door. Sabine was closest, so she answered Fendros by opening the door and giving him a quizzical look. "Is Lorag in there?" Fendros asked, craning his neck to see only Meesei in the room as well. Sabine shook her head in plainly. Fendros took a breath of the tavern air, either Lorag was with Kaleeth and Janius', or he was at the bar. Knowing Lorag, Fendros cast his eyes to the bar first.