Kuron straightens and waits, watching her to see what she's going to do and thankfully it isn't run. She gestures for him to follow instead and he does, trailing after her as eyes still burn into their backs but he keeps his gaze focused on the individual in front of him as he draws his cloak around himself a bit better.

Once their outside and away from prying eyes and ears Kuron reaches allows himself to relax--slightly--a show of good faith as he stops a few feet from her.

"The barmaid said something strange about you," he says simply, eyebrow going up. "You aren't the usual type of traveler I see in a bar like this and what she said did nothing to sway that thought for me."