Freya looked at Noddy for a brief moment. Though he was quite a strange person to her and she didn't trust him, it seemed like a good idea to go along with him to her. Not so that she could help him to acquire a second bed in the room, but to keep an eye on him. Regardless of what Harol said or what kind of favours Noddy owed him, Freya wasn't willing to trust him, or anyone for that matter. She followed Noddy out of the room and towards the owner of the tavern to arrange things, supposing that Noddy knew where he was going.

"You don't trust me, do you, dagger-wielder?" Noddy asked after a moment of silence, having noticed her hand resting on her dagger a while ago already. "No, I do not trust you. But then again, I do not trust anyone." She answered. "Is that so? You seem to trust your friend of house Arkdal enough to sleep in one room with him." Noddy remarked. "Only because he asked me to protect him, and because he carries no daggers and is not capable of casting a harmful spell upon me without turning half of the village into ashes. Would he be foolish enough to turn his back to me, I can take him on."

Like Freya expected the second bed for in the room wasn't that hard to acquire, and she was glad the man wasn't asking any questions, possibly because they both agreed that the less he knew, the better. After all he only had to give them a second bed and as long as somebody would pay -with in this case Noddy being that somebody-, he didn't need to know who was staying in the room, meaning Harol and Freya would have nothing to worry about and the owner wouldn't get involved with anything.

The two of them walked back to the room where Harol was once they were done, this time not saying a word to each other.