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The end of Grey's tail continued to twitch while he metaphorically smoothed his ruffled feathers. His mood was still soured and he almost wanted to pay and leave, but no. Things were calming down. He took a deep breath and forced his tail to still. 

"Apology accepted," he said, not having much else to say on the subject. He sipped on some of his water and set into his meal at a calm pace, recalling his table manners he rarely had to use on the road.

At the tavern keeper's unexpected question, he stopped, blinking. It took him a moment to form an answer. "Unfortunately, I'm only here temporarily... Maybe a few days. And I don't expect I'll have much free time while I'm here." 

Travelling with a Royal Alligator was just about a full time job. Her majesty couldn't manage the many things she needed to without hands... Or being able to fit through doorways and do shopping and run errands. He had no clue how much wealth his mother had squirreled away- when in a town, she wanted to spend and splurge on niceties and luxuries, but once they were on the road, it was all camping and hunting. And they didn't always get to stay in towns very long. He'd go in ahead of her to try and get all of the necessities done before his mother inevitably wanted to see the place for herself. Sometimes it went well... but not typically. She was a well behaved and dignified woman, but unfortunately, her appearance often struck a much stronger first impression. Her pride and refusal to run from an attack meant he was often forced into very uncomfortable situations. He was surprised that word of her somehow didn't tend to spread much.

He mentally worked on his list of errands for the day. He'd be picking up the meat and bones from the butcher later on. He'd see if he could find a cobbler for a new pair of boots. He needed some herbs and ingredients to make more tooth paste. He needed to track down a curio or jewelery shop to find his mother a gift....

"Say, do you know where I could buy some of these croogal eggs raw?" His mother did love eggs... The bigger the better.

[i]Oh, and that's right...[/i] It would be best if he could track down whoever the mayor was before his mother's visit to give them fair warning. That usually improved the odds of how well her visits went. "Also, could I be directed to the mayor?"