Yara noticed the look on Finn's face and arched an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing,". Finn shook his head, "you two have just returned so you must be tired. I'll have a bath drawn and food brought up for you," he said, making his way to the door.
Yara frowned, she had known Finn long enough to know it wasn't "nothing" like he said. But the thought of a bath was more than enough to make her hold back.
"Please do," she sighed, "gods knows we need it."
Finn nodded, staring at her a little longer before closing the door. Yea, she thought, definitely having a conversation with him once I'm more settled.
She sighed again, leaning back against the chair as she stretched, closing her eyes. She was so tired, she wanted nothing more than to sleep for a week or more.
But a bath before jumping into bed would be best. With all the nonsense they had come in contact with in the market, she didn't want to risk anything.
