Romus who had just swept the floor looked at the latest entrant with displeasure.[i]'Why were his boots even wet?'[/i] he thought to himself. He caught the man eyeing his form. This only further irritated the centaur who said nothing of it. Doing his best to avoid raising the attention of the new occupant Romus turned his focus elsewhere. Hopeful eyes swung back to the entertainer, his cautious mind stayed aware of the demon and his lips spoke back to Liz as she made her way to the bar. 
[b]"I resent that I hope you know! Expecting me to store your horse just because I'm centaur...
But yes I saw a barn around the side earlier, I'll go take care of it."[/b]
With a sigh he looked up as he carefully trotted around the furniture and out the taverns doors. He was happy to be out on the open with a cool breeze running across his skin. Things were getting a bit cramped in there and he could feel the tension and anxiety creeping on.