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	[color=39b54a]"You are quite right about that Moss, we can only be ever grateful that he is willing to house us while we wait out the storm. That is all any of us can really ask for isn't it? We can't be too picky about where we sleep, we are somewhat considered to be intruders in his home after all,"[/color] she said simply, looking over at Moss. The man did make a fair point, sure, she would prefer to have better housing if possible, however she would have to make do with whatever was available. They hadn't been expected to arrive, they weren't supposed to be there. The fact that the man already had declared that he didn't want them there, it was a great kindness that he'd even consider giving them temporary living arrangements.

	Hearing Rave's words about being thrown out, she nodded her head in agreement with it. That was definitely a very real possibility considering that they were more of hated and considered an inconvenience. That was something that bugged her, being considered an inconvenience on someone else's life. It was one of the reasons she was working to maintain a sort of respect and caring about how she acted towards everyone else, and most certainly how she behaved towards the Lord of the Manor. He could kick any of them out in a few moments, or potentially kill them somehow or whatever, since based on how she remembered the way he had addressed them, that too was certainly a possibility as well. He certainly wouldn't care if every one of them dropped dead, since he had been grateful it had seemed over the death of the woman that had happened before.