Kalina could see the door to the inn, anticipation of the water she was soon to be gulping down quickening her step. Her focus was completely on that door, which explained why she didn’t see the man coming. The collision was as graceful as it could have been, and it pushed Kalina backwards and right into Brandt. She felt him stiffen and scorn the man who had just run into her, and when she turned to tell Brandt it was “ok” she saw the look on his face and thought otherwise. Kalina didn’t even know what to do. Brandt was quite obviously irritated, the young man that ran into them seemed in quite a hurry and yet very polite at the same time. She smiled timidly, at a loss for words…which was good, because her throat was still oh so parched. [i] Gods, what does it take to get some water? [/i] 

Her shoulders started to slump slightly as she realized it would take them longer to get water when she heard the hurried man suggest they go into the inn. All she wanted was water, that was it, but the universe seemed to be working very hard at preventing Kalina from having any. 

Just as the three of them entered Kalina was startled when Brandt grabbed the other young man by the collar in a very aggressive manner. His words made her gaze shift to the young man he was pinning, her head cocked slightly to the side, observing the altercation. Whether he stole something or not didn’t concern Kalina. She placed a hand calmly on Brandt’s shoulder in hopes that he would release the man and calm down.