She relaxes a little at that and nods. "Yes, let's."

Zevran takes her hand, and leads her out of the inn and back into the market.

Eddie barks happily, following behind, occasionally stopping to sniff at something.

Blaze will pause when Eddie does, not wanting him to get lost.

He catches up every time, and growls at any one who tries to pat him. 

"I would call him focused, but I think that isn't true."

"He's focused on something..."

Affirmative bark!

"Being a nuisance."

"Oh. He isn't a nuisance. Are you?"

Happy bark!

"That could mean anything!"

Blaze laughs. "He's a good boy really."

"Well. He looks after us, doesn't he?" 

Zevran smiles at the dog.

Who whines. Confused. 

"Oh, don't sound so shocked. I am capable of being nice."

He turns them into the market from yesterday, heading for the right stall.

Blaze scritches Eddie's ear and follows.

Zevran collects the sheathe, thanking the stall holder, and helps Blaze into it. 

It fits excellently! Blaze is trying, a little, to hide just how happy she is.

"Now for the important part." Zevran slots her daggers into place. "Draw them."

She does. It's a little off, she's not used to drawing from sheathes, but it isn't bad.

"Hmm." Zevran taps his chin. "All right. We're finding a private, open space, and we're working on that."

He takes her arm, and they go exploring.

Exploring is good!

"Hello- what's down here?" Zevran says curiously, looking down at a worn set of stairs.

Eddie sniffs the air, creeping closer to the top step.