"This way," Lance rasps, glancing over the state of the woman and the baby and deciding any talk of barter is going to be casually ignored. He extends an arm to her if she wants it, but hurries her in the direction of the inn, which is her best chance of getting all the things both she and the baby need before other things can be settled.

Once they arrive, he elbows the door open to help her inside and to a table.