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The elf blinked at her. "Oh, do you find it scary in here?" he asked her. "I do apologize ... the idea hadn't occurred to me. Will you be all right until we reach Aragost's room?"

They weren't that far from it by now, though ... as they turned the corner at the top of the stairs and started heading down the hall, he couldn't help but wonder how she could find the barracks so scary if she so obviously had no fear of Aragost himself.

The elf smiled again. 'Well, perhaps I can help you to dispel some of those fears," he murmured. "Shall I tell you everything that's in here? That way you will know, and you don't have to fear the unknown."

Since, according to what he had been told, that was why most people feared dark places.

"Well," the man smiled, "the walls, floor and ceiling are made entirely of wooden planks. If you put your hand against them, you can feel the grains ... if you're toughing them lightly enough, they sort of tickle on your palm. Higher up on the walls are a few candleholders - though no one has ever bothered to put candles in them. Too dangerous, ineffective, and no one spends that much time in the hall anyways."

He paused.

"Other than that ... there is absolutely nothing," he murmured, looking forward and backward down the hall. "Not in the halls. Just air. Inside each of the rooms are different, though, some people collect quite a few things, others have rather empty rooms."

The elf smiled.

"At any rate," he murmured softly, moving carefully so that he wouldn't startle the child, "here we are."

There was a soft light - but very faint - beneath the door where the elf had led Miyu, and he knocked for her just in case she couldn't tell where the door was.

A moment later, the door opened, and Aragost stood in the doorway, framed by the sunlight that was trickling in through the window in the far wall. He was wearing his cloak, as always, and, also as always, his cowl was up, hiding his face.

"Good morning, Bronwe," he murmured softly, opening the door wide. "Good morning, Miyu. It is good to see you again."

Aragost smiled within the shadows of his cowl and put one hand on Miyu's back.

"I'm glad to see you, too," he murmured softly. He looked up at Bronwe and nodded. "Thank you for taking her here."

The elf nodded and took a step back. "Any time," he replied softly, leaving the room and closing the door behind himself.

Aragost smiled down at Miyu again, then motioned for her to make herself comfortable.

"This is the first time you have been in here, is it not?" he murmured. "I know it's rather empty ... but I do not spend very much time in here, and so I don not notice very much."

Aragost grimaced. "Well ... with rooms on either side of the hall, it is impossible for there to be windows to allow light inside," he told her. "Each room however has its own window, so the rooms get plenty of light."

He motioned her towards the bed and chair. "Take a seat wherever you prefer," he invited her.

Aragost chuckled lightly. "I'm glad you approve," he replied in amusement. "Though I have to admit that I don't mind the darkness, I know that others prefer the light."

He paused, then headed over toward the single cupboards that was in the room.

"Forgive me," he murmured, "I must prepare for my shift. You are welcome to come with me if you would like."

Aragost smiled, then knelt in front of the cupboard and opened it, removing items and putting them in the bag that he carried around his shoulders at all times, beneath his cloak.

"Are you ready to head out, then?" he asked her quietly.