"Come back to mine," he decides, knowing the crowd at the inn will soon rival the one at the fountain. Once everyone's through, it'll be the logical draw, and Kate came through in a state worth dodging for a few hours. "They're sorting some new supplies at the inn, I don't want to get in the way."

Or be tempted into hoarding more at his house, for those odd itches to go spelunking with complete strangers.

"You can be first in line for a haircut," he adds, knowing as he lets Mark go that he'll have to dig out the kit soon. He doesn't want to see the kind of sewing-scissor trims these people are capable of.