She sighs, looking across to him into the half-dark of firelight. Behind the door the music could be heard now - could hear... what she hoped was her guard, moving through the rooms the other side, and more distantly, the drums that beat loud enough to be heard all the way even in here. Where had Rao said they would be? At the edge of the slums but before the merchants. Near the main thoroughfare, close enough that no one would think too much of strangers coming and going.

Nothing for it for the moment, she dropped down to bob on the balls of her feet. "She will, but... " they had come so far, and in the moments where she ever had to be still, there was the uneasy feeling of what she had to lose, too.