Now that Shortfang’s story was done, Pylia looked between you, Shortfang, and. Buddy. She spoke quietly before motioning towards the door. “We should y’all about this outside. Just you and me. There are... Well, just personal things I guess. Meet me outside if the Silver Stag.” Pylia stood up and left the room, leaving most of her ear behind sans a dagger on her belt. Buddy stepped aside from the door to allow her to leave as he continued to stand there in silence. Only the sound of Shortfang gently snoring and the crackle of the fireplace could be ears as the walls of the inn was thick enough to muffle the hustle and bustle outside.