Tische chuckled to herself as they left the bar and Silverd'art led the way to the inn, amused at the route she had chosen. Clearly the woman had wanted to be seen by a few people as possible and the dark elf couldn't blame her. After all the fewer people who saw you, both on a job or in your daily life, the lower the chances of someone recognizing you were.
However as they drew closer to the inn she couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, like someone had been watching them. She wasn't entirely sure though, and it was possible that she was just being a bit paranoid because they'd been drinking. Still she decided to keep her eyes and ears open just in case. It was always better to be safe than sorry.
Once they entered the inn and Silverd'art told her where her room was Tische flashed a grin and nodded in response. "A moon on the door? How appropriate," she mused as she followed behind the redhead, her eyes casually taking in the interior. "You never did say what kind of room you had. Standard one bedder?"