Sarah marched dutifully back towards the inn after parting with Shaun. The woven basket she held in front of her bounced silently against her knees as she walked, and her pair of brunette pigtails swayed to the same cadence. It was clear to anyone watching her that she was focused, her duties ahead of any menial distraction. She had even bothered to stop and look at her own reflection, she would see how out of place she looked in this upscale of a town. Her garb consisted of a simple dress the color of bark and a white hood that hung loosely behind her shoulders. Add that to the serious expression she held on her oval-shaped face, her cheeks hiding behind the freckles that peppered them, and he looked more like someone who served the wealthy of this town as a maid rather than a performer.
Upon entering the inn, her expression did soften a bit as she searched for her peers that she promised to help. One of them had quickly spotted her, and soon a small group of girls gathered together to form a small pack. Quickly, the requests came pouring in.
"Can you please fix my hair like you did last time, Sarah?"
"Do you know what happened to the pink dress?"
"Can you replace the string on my mandolin? I'm having so much trouble with it."
Sarah eventually managed to scale the mountain of requests and round up the small group. "Let's get back to the room and I can help everyone get ready, yeah?" She allowed a small smile to creep passed her lips when one of the girls gave her a quick hug, and she ushered the group along up the stairs. The group seemed to slow down near the top of the steps as they squeezed passed someone, and as Sarah approached she recognized the person as the girl that was traveling with Mec. She could not remember her name, for some reason, but she was quick to associate her with her connection to the dark haired boy that Clair insisted on talking to alone after her bout of illness not so long ago.
The pair of newcomers were certainly mysterious, Sarah thought. They seemed pleasant, and Clair seemed to trust them greatly, so of course Sarah respected them. However, while most of the others were content with the explanation that they were merely travelers on personal journeys, Sarah could not help but think there was much more to it all. She considered that Clair may have taken a fancy to Mec, but even if she had, she would have entertained such desires in Convittas and left him behind as but a memory. Besides, that would not explain him bringing his partner with him. Were they actually an item? How did they befriend Clair so quickly during their short time in Convittas?
To her surprise, the girl asked for Sarah explicitly. "O-oh, did she?" she asked. "Does she need my help with something?"