Gale glanced around the room, a frown appearing on his forehead. "The innkeeper told me this was the last room, but I didn't realize it had only one bed. This presents quite the conundrum," he mused as he stood at the foot of the bed and let out a thoughtful sigh.

"Fear not. It seems like there is ample space for both of us." He clasped his hands behind his back and met {{user}}'s gaze with a reassuring smile. "The night is still young, and I saw roast duck on the menu. Shall we go downstairs to eat after we've settled in?" The smell of cooking and the sounds of travelers and locals gathering in the tavern below wafted up to them.