Throughout the trip back to the inn, Tessa is all but silent, and even as they deal with the caravaneers, she speaks as little as possible. For the first time in this seemingly cursed journey, she has lapsed back into the withdrawn state she remembers from her stints as a healer during the war- she has armored herself with distance and silence, lest the turmoils of the situation drive her to breaking. She all-but stumbles into the inn, discarding her pack, shield, and morningstar in a convenient corner. When she sees that the room is very nearly deserted, she claims a chair and sits at the room's largest table, waving for any of the others who might wish to join her. Curiously, though, she does not ask for food or drink- she merely sits down, looking at those who join her at the table. "So, did we learn enough out there to guess where we might go next?" Her voice is quiet, almost lifeless, a far cry from her usually sunny demeanor.