Zofren nodded to Baur with a small smile. "Thank you, Baur. I appreciate it, as the last few nights of sleeping on the cold, hard ground haven't been the best for my body." Nodding to the councilman, she watched him leave with a small grin.
Frowning at Polmor's comment, she regarded the dwarf with a cool expression. "Can you try and put yourself in his position, Polmor? Not all people are as amazing at you at goblin killing," she added, tossing him a teasing grin. "He's probably under a ton of stress just trying to keep this town alive, not to mention keeping everyone under control."
During dinner, Zofren doesn't eat a great deal, but enough to keep her energized. If nothing happens, she soon follows Polmor upstairs, and noting what room he took, suggests dividing the rooms between gender.