"Understandable," he agreed, his hands reaching into his pockets. "I used to camp out almost every night. Being here is the first time in a while I've actually been in a bed with a roof over my head. Sometimes I rented a room for the night at an inn but I never stayed long. Just took some shut-eye, then got up and left to continue about my business."
Watching as she lifted the items above her head, his eyebrows raised. "I can see that." If he'd still been a werewolf, he could have done the same but he gave up his beast blood to become "human" again - if one could call it that. With the dragonblood, he was privy to all sorts of fascinating abilities - mainly his use of the Voice. He could send a group of charging men flying just by Shouting the words "Fus Ro Dah" at them. Of course, that wasn't the only Thu'um he knew. He also knew how to call for the aid of animals in the wild, and they would fight alongside him. Curiously enough, there'd been times where he was fighting a dragon and even without using the Voice, he'd been joined by a couple helpful mammoths that helped bring the beast down faster. He suspected that was the favor of Kynareth protecting him.