[hr][hr][h3][b][i][center][color=a187be]Kyra [/color] & [color=82ca9d]Sana[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Cross Swords Tavern 
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Satilla, Nor - Keystone
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	[color=a187be]"That's good to hear,"[/color] Kyra said to Satilla. She was glad at least one of them had gotten a good nights sleep. Kyra hadn't but that was for reasons she had yet to speak about. She would eventually but being out in the open like they were and among at least one stranger didn't sit well with her. She would talk to the others once they arrived. Thomas had but he seemed to be keeping to himself right now. She had to wonder if he was going to make a break for it and leave like the others had but only time would tell with that. 

	Then there was Nor. He seemed determined to join up with the party. His reasoning didn't seem sound enough for her but there was one thing, they were short on people and frankly perhaps another meat shield wouldn't be such a bad idea. It would be better if she could trust him but trust was a long time thing for Kyra. There just wouldn't be enough time for her to get that comfortable with the dwarf. It would have been worse if she was around her [i]family[/i], Elves did not trust dwarves from her experience and it was the same the other way around. 

	Leaning back in her seat she rolled up the parchment she had been looking over and slipped it through her belt. [color=a187be]"I will have to discuss it with the others before anything is agreed on,"[/color] was all she said. It wasn't much but it was something. It wasn't an out right no. That was some progress and probably the best that could be expected from her right then. One of the tavern wenches nodded towards Satilla and headed back into the kitchen. What was eventually brought out wasn't horrid but it wasn't Keystones cooking from the night before. Runny eggs and a torn off chunk of bread that was slightly dry. Kyra looked at the plate and gave Satilla a sympathetic look. 

	Up in the shared room of Keystone and Sana, things were... Interesting. Keystones movements hadn't gone unnoticed. Sana yawning slightly as her hand came up to cover her mouth. Her eyes fluttering open and staring straight into Keystone's. One couldn't tell from the look if she was getting ready to scream, hit him, or worse. Then she spoke. 

	[color=82ca9d]"If you need to piss that bad, then get up, do yer business and be done with it. You have all the stealth of a Hell Hound in a tavern,"[/color] she said with a slight smirk before rolling onto her back and stretching; her back arching deeply as her hands slipped above her head. Well she hadn't killed him, that was good. Thing was she had woken up hours ago to find herself curled up against Keystone and just let it be. She was comfortable at the time, so why move just because it could have been awkward? It wasn't for her. The man had seen her in nothing but skin the night before, having her at least partly clothed in a snuggle while she slept was hardly something to bat an eye at.