"There's something to be said about a host who keeps their guests in mind when planning the party," Natasha returns, just as dryly. "Probably unkind, rude, things in this case, but it's something."

She nods towards the inn, turns her shoulders slightly towards. "At least they thought to leave us with places to stay and some towels. It's more than I can say for some of the people who've held me captive."