[ It looks very much like a tavern he'd find in his own kingdom, and is in fact the most reassuringly familiar bit of architecture he's yet encountered.

The emphasis on job puzzles him. It grants a degree of emotion to her voice he hadn't known to expect. Perhaps not quite like the Atlesian foot soldiers, then. ]

And I don't intend to keep you from it. Still, I am looking for information about this... very peculiar town. [ His tone is mild, but he's still looking at her with acute interest, trying to figure out what exactly he's seeing. ] Where might you recommend I go?