Nowhere Inn
"What are you doing here?" I asked Thom after he'd made his way over to us.
"And hello to you as well, Commander," he chuckled, his eyes glancing over my bandaged arm. "I see you've been busy."
"Busier than some, apparently," I countered. "I suppose there's a reason you're getting cozy by that fireplace?"
"Indeed, there is. My squad and I were just following up on a rumor regarding the proprietress of this establishment," Thom inclined his head toward the woman behind me, "having secret knowledge of many things that happen within the city."
"That's Zephyra, alright," Shanks laughed. He leaned down and whispered conspiratorially into my ear, "Sylphs are all gossips."
"I heard that," Zephyra said.
"I know," Shanks chuckled.
Seeing the easy-going, smooth-talking way Shanks interacted with the people around him once again reminded me how opposite he was from his warrior brother.