Freya woke up not much later after Harol had put on his robe and sat up in the bed, still sleepy. She yawned and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, getting out of the bed rather slowly. "Good morning.." She mumbled, still sounding sleepy as she ran a hand through her hair and started braiding it, despite the fact that it would be hidden under her hood anyway. Walking over to her pile of belongings, Freya yawned once again and sighed softly, not actually wanting to get prepared and travelling already. No matter how late it was, Freya felt like it was still way too early. Yes, she was for certain a good rogue, excellent even in her own eyes, but regardless, but she still wasn't a morning person, not at all.

But when she heard someone knocking at the door, Freya seemed to get wide awake and in her usual modus again, quickly grabbing a dagger, while attaching the others to her belt and putting it around her waist before Harol could've opened the door. She pressed the dagger into his hand, looking at him. "Noddy may have been killed and whoever is at the other side of the door may have no good intentions, or not anymore when they recognise you. Therefor, do not open the door without a way to defend yourself, something quick and efficient preferably. But, do not show it in clear sight neither, unless you wish to look suspicious or threatening." She spoke at a low volume so that whoever was at the other side of the door couldn't hear her.

After she was done talking, Freya took another dagger from her belt, keeping this one. After all she would need to be prepared to fight too, not just Harol. She quietly hid the dagger she was holding behind her back, keeping it out of sight, like she had told Harol to do too. She was aware of the fact that while she was without her hood and veil, whoever it was who waited at the other side of the door could recognise her easily, but if they would turn against her, she had a dagger ready. She would get her veil and hood back on once this had been taken care of.