Once Pohl is out of the room, Tai sighs and shakes her head at the man's blatantly obvious innuendo. She's not quite certain how she should handle it. She knows that they will need Pohl's help to get to the Broken Anvil, and of course they are currently imposing on his hospitality. Neither of which, of course, is sufficient reason for Tai to leap into bed with the man. Mostly she is stymied by her own unfamiliarity with such matters; Pohl's reaction to her is not one she receives from most people - mostly due to her race but also because of her calling, even though Boldrei does not forbid such pursuits to her clergy.
Tai ponders the situation for a moment, and decides that she will continue to ignore Pohl's lusts for now. Maybe he will back off if I don't accept his offer tonight, she thinks. And if not, then I'll have to say something about it. Tai has sworn she will live her life free of duplicity, and allowing someone to carry an incorrect assumption about her without challenging it is not much better than purposely deceiving them.
Tai then yawns before she can stop herself. She hasn't slept well the past few days, being new to the city and having to deal with her father's legal matters and the memories associated with the man. She looks at Zane.
"If you intend to stay here and read, then I'll take the guest room and get what rest I can. And I promise that I will get around to answering the question you asked in the Sleeping Snake - I just think that neither of us is ready to start a long conversation at this very moment."
With that she will stand, gather her things, and head down the hall to the guest room, where she will likely bump into Pohl. "Thank you again for letting us stay here, Master D'Velderan. It seems that Master Marcela is going to read on the sofa, so I'll be staying here." She will enter the guest room and close the door. After preparing for sleep, she leans her spear against the door in such a way that it would fall if the door opened, and tucks her dagger under her pillow (not because of any particular suspicions regarding Pohl or Zane, but simply out of habit - life as a wandering changeling priestess of Boldrei doesn't always include a respect for privacy from others).