“I would be quite fond of that” He returned the blazing smile with his own gracious smile, the brilliant light of his soul dimming until it was but a flickering flame in the darkness where it had once been a dazzling star. Gandalf in a gentleman manner took the door and opened it for Cordelia, keeping it open for her to enter. Once she was inside he followed, his staff lightly tapping the ground as he used it as a walking stick. The Wizard let his sapphire eyes to look about him in admiring nature “A fine stronghold you have here my dear lady….was this once an Inn?” he inquired laying a hand upon the front desk, glancing over the desk. Satisfied of his study of the front desk he returned to Cordelia’s side “though the size of this Inn would reckon the Halls of many lords”