...At this time of night, I think they're all closed, [he admitted, glancing up and down the street before offering her a sympathetic look. A girl her size wouldn't even be able to down one drink without getting tipsy-- and a man his size was already starting to feel the effects of enough drinks to down an average sized person wear off.

Awkward as it was, he couldn't ignore a lost face like that.

Rolo nudged at his hand with her nose and squeaked, giving him a meaningful look...and he knew what he needed to do.]

But, hey. I know we just met, and this is weird, but there's a place called Redwall where travellers like you and I can stay while we get settled. I think there might be a kitchen in there.

Do you like fish? I have some dried rations in my bunk. We can have them with some rice.