"Now I see where you get your love of stories from," Rena replied with a grin. "I think you've found the right place. An inn is the best place to see everyone who is passing through town and hear their stories." Rena leaned back in her seat, stretching slightly. As she leaned back, she found herself yawning, realizing as Molly was that it was late and that her body was tired from many hours of work.
Rena smiled to Molly as she expounded on the theory, enjoying the interesting story as Molly seemed to enjoy soaking in everything she hear. In a way, the other woman was like an eager child and Rena liked that about her. "My, it has gotten late, has it not?" she commented. "Perhaps we should call it a night so we have energy to work tomorrow," Rena observed with a soft chuckle.