Looking away, she muttered something. Practically feeling the confused look on his face, she tried again. "Thank you," the elven girl mumbled. "I... I don't have much, but I'll be sure to repay the favor someday." With that, she started to walk away from him. Her brain had been turning over the concept of someone just wanting to help her on the way to the inn, and even now she still had trouble wrapping her mind around it. And she persisted to try to understand up to the point where she passed out in a nice warm bed. She idly noted that this might be the first time in a long time that she slept in an actual bed.
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The next morning, Catiel was briefly confused by the roof above her. It took her a moment to remember that she was staying in an inn... Thanks to a human. Who wanted to... Help her? Still a weird concept to her. Getting out of bed, she briefly wondered if she should straighten the sheets a bit, before deciding that they probably have people who's jobs is to do that anyway, and left. Moments later, she was walking out of the inn, looking at the clear blue sky.