Adrian cocked his head to the side looking at her. She wasn't a vampire, those he could sense. He wondered about her healing stasis but he didn't ask. That was her story to tell, if she so wished.

"I fight with a sword." Amusement was clear in his tone, though it probably seemed out of place until he added. "I thought my entrance into the Inn might have added to the .... gossip here." Adrian thought he had used the unfamiliar word in a correct manner. "I thought the glass doors were magical and I drew my sword to fight."