"I can't just go barging in to ask that after you got tossed out but, trust me, I've got this."

Imogen sailed into the inn a moment later, heading to a table near where the woman was gathering up dishes. She settled in and it seemed she was going to just chill for a while, which she did. She struck up a conversation casually, though he wouldn't be able to hear what she was saying or what she was laughing about when the other woman laughed. They chit-chatted here and there until the woman was spending longer and longer at the table.

It took nearly an hour before Imogen sauntered out after waving at the woman who was waving back with a smile. Once outside, Imogen looked for Zag before nodding slightly as she started in the opposite direction. When he caught up, she grinned over at him. "Yes, Embarra was there with Darah the night the mill caught fire."