[Vox]

Vox yawned and stretched, truly awake at last. She felt a hundred times better for the rest and care. Something about her seat in the back of the inn's main room felt strangely familiar...something about the angle of the reclining seat, the thin woolen blanket, the little pillow under her head...she laughed to herself. This feels a lot like an airline seat! Not that they'd likely know about jetliners in this world.

She wondered why exactly she was in a chair, but recalled that she hadn't actually paid for a bed. Well, that was kind of the innkeeper, then. The rumble of male voices among the female let her know there were more people in the inn, and she got up to investigate.

She listened long enough to hear Espy introduce herself and mention her vulpine form. Oh, one of those. The man draining his coffee looked to be the same type - one of those slight types that turned out to be deadly beasts.

She sat near the ladies and called out, "Innkeeper! Do you have any soup?"