Carth glanced to the red-head that looked to be turning in for the night. He looked to Ash then stood up and stretched. "Not a clue but I'm going to get some rest. You following suit?" He asks while stiffling a a yawn. 

Respecting any answer Ash makes, Carthage would go on ahead and go to his room for the night. However this wasn't without setting up traps to help defend and alert him. Having them set at the window and door. Much not to harm but to disorient than anything. This was a habit he picked up when it came to inns and or even the wilderness sometimes. Soon, Carthage turned in for the night where Carth knew Ash's room was next door.