Amelia groaned as she lay in bed, contemplating if she really wanted to leave the bed. It might not have been the best, but to her it was heaven compared to what she was used to. And it was warm, the room still felt cold, she could feel it on the tip of her nose. But when she turned her head, she saw the small pouch of coin she was given last night.
"You promised," she whispered, then forced herself from the bed and dressed herself in the same things she had before. She did take the time to untangle her hair some and brush out what she could before braiding it down her back, but otherwise she looked the same disheveled and unsure woman she was before.
Gathering up the few possessions she had, she went downstairs to grab a drink at least, deciding to save a much coin as she could for equipment for her new adventure. As she reached the bottom of the stairs, she had seen the back of Bagai just disappear through the door, and spotted Malkus on his own eating.
Giving him a quick nod of greeting, she moved to the bar and grabbed a drink, something to help warm her up a bit, before making her way to Malkus.

"M-may I?" she asked, a little timidly, gripping the mug of warm cider in both her hands and keeping it close to her chest. It was almost child-like in how she stood there, head down but looking to Malkus through her lashes, her shoulders slunched forward as if she was trying to wrap them around her and appear as small as possible.