"No, kind traveller. I believe i've told you all I can." Sorreau could see he was tired and had no issues with him taking his rest now, by the looks of things. Around her feet, her foxes were looking droopy eyed and slowly beginning to curl up and fall asleep too. "Sleep well, traveller." 

The night passed quietly and pleasantly for the pair of them. When morning broke and light streamed through the walls of the hut, everything was as it was the previous night. The fire was out, the torches were mostly doused, except one Sorreau had left lit for him and the woman herself was asleep peacefully in her chair, snoring softly.