Imenry had been impressed by the blow he'd taken without much of a flinch. It might bruise tomorrow but it hadn't fazed him. She watched him deliver his own hit, straight to the throat. That would certainly hurt, and it was a good way to incapacitate and opponent, knocking the wind out of them without aiming for the stomach or chest where they might be armored. She watched the man collapse back into the crowd with a crash and raised her brows, securing her belongings across her back before turning back towards Aurin.
"I think that would be a good idea," she agreed, stepping over a pair of downed patrons and broken chairs on her way across the room. She shifted her pack more firmly on her shoulders over the weight of her sword and leaned across the bar to drop some coins into the tender's hand.
She elbowed a pair of fighters out of her way and stepped out the door after Aurin. Once outside she was soaked within minutes. The rain was coming down in buckets from the darkened sky and she squinted slightly as her vision adjusted, sweeping strands of dark hair away from her face. The rain was cool, but it was a relief after the stuffy bar and the leather she wore was treated against weather. Such a thing was necessary for the life of a traveler. Her clothes and hair clung to her and she let out a gusty breath, angling her head to glance up at her companion for the moment.
"I thought you said there were two of you anyway. Where is the other guy?"
She scanned the area, moving away from the door to get out of the path of those seeking shelter from the storm. Of course she didn't know that they would prefer the scene inside; judging from the noise the fight was still going full tilt.
"Weather doesn't bother me much, but do you plan on hunting your wizard in this rain?" Maybe they'd be stopping somewhere or making camp along the way, neither of which she'd complain about.