The two sat in the tavern area of the inn. Despite Abbi's fears, their night time stroll through the streets had been largely uneventful, and now they were enjoying a nice drink before retiring to their rooms. Benji glanced at his companion, who seemed less animated than usual.
"Something wrong with your drink, Donna?"
He queried, obligingly using her adopted name. However, she didn't respond right away. When she did, her tone was gloomy.
"No... It's just... well, I kept imagining danger around every corner, but nothing happened. We were perfectly fine, and I was tormenting myself for nothing."
"I disagree. It's good to be wary. For all you knew, there could easily have been multiple thugs waiting to jump out of the shadows and rob us."
"I suppose..."
"And no doubt any number of people attracted to your pretty face."
His tone was one of friendly teasing, but the way she looked at him took away his grin. She looked confused, almost as if she didn't know whether to be angry or pleased, or how to take the comment at all. Benji finished his drink and set down the mug.
"Aaaaand now that I made it weird, I'm going to make my exit. See you in the morning."
He stood up, pushed his chair back into place, and walked over to and up the stairs leading to the top story of the inn. Abbi watched him go and then turned back to her drink. She stared into the liquid depths. For a few seconds, for an hour, she didn't know how long.
"Something wrong with your drink, Donna?"
He queried, obligingly using her adopted name. However, she didn't respond right away. When she did, her tone was gloomy.
"No... It's just... well, I kept imagining danger around every corner, but nothing happened. We were perfectly fine, and I was tormenting myself for nothing."
"I disagree. It's good to be wary. For all you knew, there could easily have been multiple thugs waiting to jump out of the shadows and rob us."
"I suppose..."
"And no doubt any number of people attracted to your pretty face."
His tone was one of friendly teasing, but the way she looked at him took away his grin. She looked confused, almost as if she didn't know whether to be angry or pleased, or how to take the comment at all. Benji finished his drink and set down the mug.
"Aaaaand now that I made it weird, I'm going to make my exit. See you in the morning."
He stood up, pushed his chair back into place, and walked over to and up the stairs leading to the top story of the inn. Abbi watched him go and then turned back to her drink. She stared into the liquid depths. For a few seconds, for an hour, she didn't know how long.