With Broin and Gale caught up, Aatrox retired to the inn for the evening. He had thought about staying for dinner, but he didn't want to intrude, and no amount of convincing from Broin or Gale had been enough to stop him this time. Left to themselves, Broin and Gale were silent for a little while before Broin sighed. Gale turned her head just enough to look at him, a mischievous expression on her face. However, without looking at her, Broin wouldn't notice this. Gale got up from her seat on the cot, walking over to Broin in silence. When he looked up at her, she smiled. "What?" He asked, laughing at the way she stood in front of him. Gale had folded her arms behind her back and tilted her head to the side. She watched him much like she was waiting for him to say or do something. He didn't
