*Finnick and the elf spot the Room in the distance, and Finnick grins*
Finnick: Tavern it is! Maybe we'll get a Qunari to start a fight.
*He giggles and quickens his pace, not relying on his staff at all to walk*

*The Elf rolls her eyes, and partially enjoys Finnick's enthusiasm, and also feels sorry for anyone that's in the tavern (Room), because Finnick is coming*
Elf: At least they'll walk away rich. If they don't die...