When the man clairifed he needed a healer of some sort for his fingers and head, she merely nodded. While she was always having her guard up in such cases that pertained to healers or anything of the magical sort, she was good at remaining pretty nonchalant. Besides, they did just get trampled, maybe he really did need a healer? And if she had known the man for a good while and if they were good friends and had mutual trust between one another, she would have considered healing him herself. However, she barely even knew this man.

Just the thought of reaching out her hand and touching him to test for any injury flickered a feeling within her. Alirya's magic stirred to life, as if it was in a deep slumber. It urged her to use it. To wield it. But when she didn't make any motion toward the man, it simmered beneath her skin. Mad that it was not given the chance to be released. With that anger came other symptoms that could be mistaken for sickness. Alirya felt her stomach churn with a sudden onset of nausea. She calmly reached for a chair or table to discreetly stablize herself when a wave of dizziness washed over her.

The mage set her icy gaze on the man, hearing him ask about her. To a trained eye, maybe it would seem as though she was actually not as well as she was portraying. "No, I think I am fine. A free night here is a hard offer to pass up. You should take it." She agreed with nod of her head as she cast her gaze around the room, trying to distract herself from her spinning mind and upset stomach.

"In fact, I am tired. So I may inquire about a room as well. I think I have had enough excitement for the night and should lay down soon." She tried to pass it off as tiredness. But really, she just needed some time to try and collect herself and get a grip on her restless magic. She held up a motion to the man as a signal to wait before she walked over to the inn keeper and asked if there were any rooms available. He did have a few openings left and after a quick exchange of some coin and a key, she was set.

Alirya returned to the man whom she had been conversing with, showing him her newly acquired key. "Looks like it's my lucky day. Or night, rather. I am quite tired though and feel like retiring to my room." She paused. "Um, it was nice to meet you, even though the circumstances were not ideal. I am Alirya." She did not know what possessed her to introduce herself, but she had with a short smile.

He was still having pain from his brawl injuries. The prospect of not having to pay or look for somewhere else to stay was quite tantalizing. It would seem that a lot of customers would not be spending the night after the great debacle, which would explain the offer of a free room. He was certain that he would not get a free breakfast. He was a little surprised the woman didn't just leave. She seemed kinda done with him and the conversation.

He cocked his head curious as she gripped the table. It was very slight, but it was enough for him to wonder if she was clumsy or it was a delay of reaction after falling. She had seemed fine before. He didn't argue as she asserted that she was fine. "It is dark. Most people go to sleep with the sun." Unless they were wealthy and defied the sun's command over their sleep schedule. "I hope you are able to relax and rest after a heightened evening expereince."

He smiled as she decided that the prospect of a place to lay her head was too good to pass up. She had led him to believe that she would be going somewhere else, but now she was staying. Perhaps something was hurting more than she let on and she didn't trust a strange man and didn't want to show weakness. That was logical right? He nodded supportively of her success. "I hope it's not filled with vermin. What do you think this establishment will be like? I guess you can't be too busy as a traveler, particularly if you manage to get a room for free," he sighed. "If they can't keep their inn clean then their barn is going to be so much worse and my horse could get sick." He made a face considering the problems that could cause and the thought of having to walk the rest of the journey. He couldn't go around continuously buying horses that might not be saddle trained.

"Alirya, nice name," he nodded and smiled. "You can call me Rhett." He was trying to blend in and prevent people from connecting himself with Everet Keanan the king's advisor. He didn't want people uncomfortable and suspicious in his prescence. It was another pleasant surprise that she introduced herself. Perhaps she didn't distrust him as much as he thought she did. He was surprised that they were introducing now rather than earlier.

"Well, let's go and find these rooms. They better actually be rooms and not a room where they can pile up all the male and all the female guests in two rooms. What's the worst inn you have stayed at? Think there will be rats or fleas in the room?" He headed to where he had been directed that the rooms where. It took him a moment to unlock the door to his room, and he peeked into the dim room barely lit by the light of the moon. He poked around looking for rodents or other unsavory creatures. It appeared to be used often enough that spiders wouldn't be the worst problem. He'd gotten a spider bite from an inn before. "Hmm, I don't see any mice," he announced to Alirya. You? Well, I don't know if I'll see you tomorrow, but I hope you get plenty of rest. Good night."