[color=ed1c24][h3]Angel Ferrara[/h3][/color]

After leaving a note for Kaia on the only place she'd know to look for it - resting on her forehead - Angel trudged out of the room slowly. A blonde girl who looked to be a few years older than Kaia, maybe his own age, passed right by his room carrying a towel and robe, and Angel belatedly realized that they hadn't sprung for a room in the inn with an adjoining shower. They would need every spare coin to travel as long as possible before stopping again. But if there was a communal tub somewhere...

Angel had never been modest, and had some idea of relatively how attractive he was to people when they thought he was a girl, but something like a hot tub would pretty much dispel that illusion as soon as he decided to try and remove so much as a layer. Too many tokens from his childhood in the forest dotted his shoulders, chest, and back. It was definitely better than the alternative, and Kaia's blindness meant it almost never came up, but he could still imagine how disconcerting it would be to share a hot tub with someone who looked as though they'd just come back from a war. So he hesitated for a fleeting second or two before finally tugging at his bangs nervously and following the young woman to wherever she was headed.

[color=ed1c24][i]Probably could've been a good idea to get my own lay of the land last night...[/i][/color]

A lesson for the next town.