He nodded slowly as he followed. It was a quaint town. Village? Place. He was still trying figure out it all out. Still, he supposed Peter had a point. There wasn't much "place" as it was. It's not like he needed Peter to give him a grand tour. It would be rude of him to keep him for longer than was necessary. He considered his options carefully before he flashed Peter another smile.
"Well, thank you for the help," he said as stared at the table in the short distance ahead. "Hope my fall didn't completely ruin your night." He ventured to the table and grabbed the phone. Curious. "So..." he glanced around. "Where should I find a place to stay?" He turned back, cape flapping gently in the wind behind him with the motion, and glanced at the buildings that surrounded them. "Do you just pick one or is there a hotel or something?" How did one choose where they stayed? Or did they assume you would have money with you when you arrived?