[ Look, Elizabeth was book smart but totally not street smart. The threat of a sword falls deafly to her — she's too stubborn for that. Too much to lose. Billie's admittance reassures her enough to lower her broom with a tentative drop of her fingers. ]

And your reasoning for that? Is this your inn?

[ Observant but also incredibly naive. :/ ]

I can't be for certain. I don't know anyone here — I was delivering eggs and flour from another inn. One... that I hope is still standing.