[Blanche nods in approval at Alaric; excellent work. They have a path set, now, and she's certain that there's more to it than that. They can definitely discuss it later.

The old lady leads them to the inn, and it is unfortunately a little packed; there are several people who lost their homes or got otherwise displaced that she's allowing to stay until the recovery efforts are in full swing, so the bad news is they will be sharing a room. But the rooms aren't bad at all, from the looks of it; two nicely made beds, a well kept bathroom, and more than enough space for the both of them.

Blanche thanks the old woman, though she does whisper a brief request into the woman's ear after telling Alaric to go on ahead; the woman chuckles easily, and by the time Blanche enters the room with him, she's got something in her hands and she's locking the door behind her.]

This woman truly is kind. In such a time of need, she's willing to house and take care of these people...it's truly an example to lead by.

[Blanche sits on the bed, though, smoothing her nightgown and Alaric's cloak out. She'll give it back to him in a moment, but...]

So, I take it our adversary comes from Miramas, then? Quite a ways away to cause such a ruckus...what were you able to find out?

[...]

And give me your uniform, while you give your report. I will take care of it.

[It's blunt, but Blanche opens her hand shortly after; it seems she's obtained a needle and some white thread in the process. Surprise!]