Silvan was already out of the inn when Alessio finished from the bath, which was great foresight considering that the Vampire had come out in a bathrobe. The carriages were ready to leave, as well as the guards, coachmen, and servants that made up the procession; all that was left were the two nobles they were transporting.
Well, more like one.
Alessio materialized outside, fully dressed with his hair brushed. It wasn't done neatly, but it was done, and Alessio was incredibly satisfied with accomplishing so much despite being in a hurry. "You weren't in the room when I came out of the bath," He approached Silvan to say, his tone concerned.
"I came to get some air and look at the carriages," He said lightly, keeping the rest of his reasons to himself as he watched the coachmen pick up the pace.
