Ataline quickly, although very thoroughly, took care of Geoffrey and Charlie, rubbing them down and making sure they had food and water. She informed the stable boy of Geoff's training, that he shouldn't approach the horse without food, and then went over to Dyre. "How's she look?' she asked, leaning against the stall door.

Dyre smiled and looked over. "Pregnant." He laughed a little. "This is her first, and shes acting like it. She's tired, and a little skittish. Especially since those bandits came along." He looked to the other horses. "Geoff seems to know. Is that usual for a horse?"

Ataline shrugged. "Probably not the average one," she said. "But for him, sure."

Dyre nodded slowly. 'You think he cares?" he asked softly. "Has he had other babies before?"

Ataline nodded. "He has," she said. "Although he's never been around the mother after conception." She shrugged. "We'll have to see what he does."

Dyre smiled and nodded slowly. "He seems to really care." He whispered softly, brushing Ivi down.

Ataline nodded slowly, watching him. "Well come on," she said softly after another moment. "Let's go see if we can bargain for a room."

Dyre nodded and put a hand on her back leading her to the hotel. This one though had some other folks in, and they accepted currency. He bought them a room and dinner to be delivered upstairs.

Ataline smiled at him as they walked into the room. She dropped her pack and looked around. "I think... a bath would be real nice," she said. "Would you mind if I slipped in while we wait for dinner?"

Dyre smiled and nodded. "Of course. Is it big enough for me too? I think I could use one too." He said slowly.

Ataline glanced into the bathroom and shrugged. "Might be a bit of a squeeze," she said quietly. "We could try though, if you like..."

Dyre smiled and nodded, walking into the bathroom. The tub was a bit bigger then the last one but not by too much. He turned around. "Might work."

Ataline smiled a bit and nodded. She walked over and easily turned on the water. She was mildly surprised the little town had running water, even if just in the inn, but maybe that had some wealthy traders come through often enough. She made sure it would be warm enough and stepped back to slowly tug off her boots.

Dyre shirks off his cloak and he unlatches his belt. He smiled at her and kicked off his belt. "So..." He whispered softly. "You looking forward to this bath?"

Ataline smiled and nodded, slowly pulling off her clothes as well. "Of course," she said softly. She glanced down to her hip, examining her scar.