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Cyra tilted her head slightly as she heard the chime of a bell, wondering if someone else had arrived. She inched her way out of the room, since she wasn’t likely to be of any help anyway. Healing had always escaped her. Plus, Sayomi seemed to have an idea. Glancing back to see if Willow was coming Cyra made her way down the hall, her steps unintentionally quiet. As she rounded the corner she slowed slightly, letting her instinct read the person standing at the counter. Casually she leaned up against the end, smiling. “’ello.” The woman seemed slightly surprised, as if the inn being in fair condition hadn’t been expected, or that she was surprised there was no one behind the counter. Cyra took a deep breath, trying to identify the scent that was coming off of her. It was something that she hadn’t smelled in years, maybe even decades. She should really have known what it was though; it was a fairly distinct scent.

Willow had left Suwako's room and moved back to the lobby. As she sat in a chair by the fire, she realized that Rachel was speaking to her. "Sure," she said, and smiled faintly, doing her best to look happy, "You can sit here," she said, and scooted her chair over. Trying to make room for the both of them.

Willow frowned at Rachel and folded her arms across her chest. "You were there at the hollow, weren't you?" she asked darkly. "Suwako got hurt, I don't remember half of the things that happened because...because..." she trailed off, not wanting to go into details about what had happened earlier. "Anyway," she mumbled, "Suwako's up in her room with Sayomi and Roga if you'd like to see how she's doing."

"I hope she will be alright. But anyway to pay you back for not being there I offer you my services. I could give you a hand with the Inn. Seamus would help too of course." Rachel proposed.

Roga stood leaning on his sword. Standing away from the sickly girl, lost in thought. "Surely everyone is at the inn, and given that this town is mostly abandoned, why do I sense such an aura far beyond the limits of this place??" He focused a bit longer, then his eyes lit up brightly "Rumia!?"

Immediately the demon left out of the room, his sword jabbing into the floor boards as he hobbled down the hall and the stairs. He gave a slight gesture to indicate 'hello' and 'goodbye' to the residents and new visitor at the inn, as he left out the door. In such a stressful situation, he wished not to add more worry and did not let others know of the energy he sensed. He looked around then focused, saying aloud, " the graveyard".

Ruby looks at the demon as he walks by, not used to the smell her eyes grow wide and she drops her bag quickly and pushes her sleeves up so she can get at her hands quickly and she places them over her nose as she sneezes. When she sneezes a small blast of fire comes out of her nose, but with her hands in the way all anyone can see is a little flames where the cracks of her fingers are. She blinks rapidly though it’s not seen cause of her sunglasses. Her long dark blue claws aren’t fully retracted as they lay against her cheeks. Ruby stares ahead slightly embarrassed that she sneezed from the new smell so close to her being out in the woods made her nose too sensitive to smells of beings around her. Her eyes shift just a little bit to look at, what she now seen, the werewolf and she puts her hands down from her face and the cloak slides back into place hiding her hands and claws. “I’m sorry,” she apologized from sneezing, and she sniffed slightly. “I was just wondering if I could have a room here, I was thinking about staying a while.” She says then remembers that she doesn’t work here she nods slightly then looks at the girl with a small smile on her face. “I’m Ruby, how are you?” she says with a hand out but the cloak sleeve is over her hand so to keep her from clawing her, also she retracts her claws to fingernail length.

Willow nodded her head at the girl, seeming to be lost already in her thoughts. She exhaled noisily, and looked up at Rachel, who was now standing. "Yes," she agreed, "The rags are in the kitchen. You can wet them in the sink which is by the refrigerator; then you can come back out into the lobby and wipe down the tables."

Willow then stood up as well, and brushed off her jeans. "Meanwhile," she sighed, "I think I'll go out to the garden to take a bit of a break. It's been a long day, yeah?" She started forward, and then left the room to go out into the garden.