Acacia listened lightly to everything happening within the room, watching postures and reactions as she leaned her figure upon the counter top. The Lupa had entered and placed herself off to the side, out of the way and for some unknown reason she couldn't help but grin lightly, she wasn't a fan of much, she preferred her solidarity and somehow the idea of the Lupa shoved to the side amused her, but she made no noise to give away such. Though she focused herself back to the conversation of the Ulfric and Stranger she'd cock her head slightly at the name of her previous pack and merely shrugged it off. Before long she'd slowly straighten and without saying anything she'd begin heading for the exit, her steps precise and directed as she left the room and headed for the guest quarters of the building. Obviously having something to do, she'd barely even flinch at the other werewolves scattered about the house, she knew were she was going and she would maneuver around anything she had to before ending up in a decently sized room, it had a door off to one corner, a decently sized looking single bed, a chest of drawers, and a desk with nothing upon it at this point. She'd slowly head towards the chest of drawers as she began to strip of the over-sized mens clothing, she'd open a draw and pull out a pre-stacked pile of clothing that made a full outfit. She'd slid the drawer shut with a thud before heading towards that extra door, opening it and then swinging it shut lightly behind her she'd drop her clothes onto the small vanity and head for the bath, she'd allow the water to run while she moved to the mirror, the reflection of her pale, porcelain skin and those bright eyes stared directly back at her, she'd reach to grab a brush and began to brush out the partially curled locks of hair so they sat neatly over her shoulders and down her back. After the bath was finished being filled she'd return to it, turning off it's source of filling before raising a leg and stepping in, she'd bring the other up to follow and rotating so she could crouch and eventually roll onto her back and extend her legs. With a gentle voice she'd emit a gentle 'ah' in a sigh of relief and let her head fall upon the white back of the tub, close falling shut as she allowed herself to dissipate into thought, blocking everyone else from her mind as she enjoyed the feeling of warmth, serenity, the water massaging and molding around her figure between her limbs leaving it's wet gleam upon her skin. She'd completely lose herself at this point and if anyone called she'd not respond, she'd not fallen asleep, but she wanted peace, she wanted her separation from being too close and with that enjoyed whatever it was she could possibly have been thinking of.