He looked up at that sympathetic touch and offered Gale something of a sad but hopeful smile. "For a moment there, it felt like it was. Like we would all be swallowed up by the shadows." This ragtag group had brought the hope that had been running thin back to them. Now that they had been to Moonrise maybe they knew of a way to weaken Thorm and put an end to his tyranny.
"You're more than welcome to whatever supplies we have. You've helped us. It's the least we can do." They had more wine and ale than they could ever hope to drink, even with the Tiefling's help. While meat and fresh vegetables were harder to come by they had enough to spare before the need arose to send out a party to resupply. If their luck really was changing then, perhaps, they wouldn't need to worry.
Edgin bit his lip as he debated his next move. There was a girl back home who he would probably marry some day. There was also a chance he wouldn't make it out of these cursed lands. Better to try his luck and be rejected than to go on wondering if he'd missed out on something good. Even if it only lasted a moment.
"If, after dinner, you're interested in a more private performance... my room is on the second floor."