By now, most of those who called this ragtag outpost 'home' and who lived nearby were reluctantly drawing out of their dwellings to witness the inn going up in flames. Rali and her two serving girls could only stand and watch as the building fed the fire. In spite of the rain, in spite of the rocky material that made up the inn, the fire did not dwindle. Even with the man who created it dead, his corpse soon to be consumed by his own flames, it still kept its original intensity. It was only fortunate that there were no other fixtures nearby to catch as well. A couple merchant stalls would likely end up being sacrifices alongside the inn, but that would be the extent of the damage. The fire would burn hot and quick, and come morning it would be gone, leaving behind ashes in its wake.

Spot sat diligently throughout Morwen's hugging, a stalwart defender and professional accepter of hugs. She watched Morgen as his twin embraced her, crying into her shaggy fur coat. Morgen extended a tentative hand, and the large dog tipped her head up, nosing his fingertips with her wet nose to let him know where she was. The boy smiled faintly, despite the goings-on around them, and stroked her muzzle gently. 
Good dog.

"I'm alright," He answered Morgen rather plainly. Really, he was. The whole thing had been disorientating more than anything else; he'd lost track of his placement, though he could deduce that they must have gone out some back window to relative safety. He was already soaked to the bone, and he shivered in spite of the humidity and warmth in the air. He wondered if they had lost their new clothes... and they still hadn't gotten anything to eat. "...Maybe kinda hungry... but... I'm alright." He offered his sister a small smile, still petting Spot. As Morwen hugged him, he stood there, stoically enduring the affection as well as Spot had. "It's okay. We're safe. We're fine." Something Bast had said bothered him, though. Hadn't the man called his sister... orphaned? "It's just..." He trailed off, paused. Was it worth worrying about now? He could have been lying. Still smiling a bit, Morgen shook his head. "Nevermind."