Her head bobbed forward a little in a nod, looking down at the book she had placed in her lap. The fingers on her left hand played with the binding lightly as he spoke about his brother. "I am sorry you have such a...difficult sibling. I cannot imagine what it would have been like growing up with him, assuming he has been like that his entire life and you two did, indeed, grow up together." Julianne did not know of his home life, so she was unsure. Of course, no one questioned another's home life right after meeting them.

When she lifted her eyes to look at him, he had turned his back to her and lifted up her shirt. Not only did her cheeks turn a light color of pink, just enough to be noticeable on her pale cheeks, she glanced down to her book once more. "I am sorry he is not a very good brother. I am sure you did not deserve that...scar along your back and the one over your eye." She was glad for a sudden change of subject after he stopped laughing, for she was never sure of what to say when someone was telling her a sad story or a bad memory.

"Uh, well, just passing through really. I do not have a family so I don't have to remain in one place for long." Julianne gave a small smile and a roll of her shoulders. "Merlin, the bartender downstairs, was the first person I met here. He's very nice." Her left hand reached up and pointed towards the tray of food. "He made some stew for you and there's tea, like I said, with some herbs in it that the healer offered. They should help you sleep."

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