Rosmerta had just reached the door when she heard Miles call out, and she rolled her eyes as she opened up. 'Of course it is, who else would get up here?' she asked with a smirk. 'Seriously Miles, you seem to forget how protective my staff is of me,' she said with a smile.
Opening up the door she let him into her loft, realising only then that the last time Miles had been inside the loft was quite a few years ago - and they'd worn much less clothes. How could things change so quickly? He was hardly a teenager any more, and from what she was told, not as "quick" as he had been either. But then he had been a fast learner even then.
'Liam is in the bath,' she said gesturing towards the bathroom in case he'd forgotten where it was. 'He'll be done in a minute. Perhaps you'd like to finish giving him his bath?' she suggested, wondering if Miles ever did or if he left those things to the elves. She was sure he had plenty.