"Thank you for your concern Sister, but I've had enough rest to last me awhile." After she said this, there was a loud gurgling from her Vaeri's stomach. She paused for a second, a rose tint slightly coloring her scarred cheeks. "Maybe a small meal would do me good. I will leave you be. Farewell." Vaeri turned and left Lob, Wyslan and Agnes to their own devices. She estimated that sleepiness wouldn't begin to affect her again until just before dusk. It suited her just fine. After all, the likelihood of tomorrow being as eventful as today was rather slim. 

As she left the Apothecary, Vaeri looked at Sana cradling the child, surrounded by a surprisingly large group of people. Vaeri walked past without breaking stride. She was bad enough with humans, let alone children. She'd probably frighten or upset the girl further. Of note among the crowd was the armor stranger from before, now with his helmet removed. Coincidentally, his face was scarred like hers, but whereas her scars were each rather small and compounded into a large network of disfigured skin, his were much larger and easily noticeable. What an odd man. From her bag she pulled out a package of travelling rations and small book. Vaeri walked over to the front of the inn and sat down in front of it. There she read her book, enjoying an impromptu picnic in the twilight.