"It's fine, really!" Wester laughs, a light, airy sound that's almost like windchimes. It's not like they were staying here for long anyways, and there wasn't really anything in the shops that interested them. "I'm contracted to help collect the lillies starting tomorrow anyways; it's not like I'll be hurting for gold. Now c'mon! I swear, the food this makes place is divine."

Their smile still shining on Silvia, Wester begins pulling her towards the pub they mentioned, tugging just hard enough for it to be a suggestion to follow but not any harder.