Eziya smiled at Serr's hesitance, resting a gentle hand against his arm in an attempt to reassure him. She knew how much he disliked large groups, but she hoped that at least he might find something in common with the ones they would deal with while weathering the storm. Eziya led the two of them inside, sticking to the front so she could do more of the speaking for them. Realizing the two of them were probably a little wet from the rain Eziya paused and pulled out a small cloth, doing a little bit of damage control as she swiped the cloth over Serr and her both.
"Better," she chuckled, moving more into the room.
"Is there any availability here?" Eziya asked the oban woman at the desk, the woman lifting her head to look them over.
"Yeah, hun. Plenty enough. Though there's a troupe staying here just as warning. Hope you don't mind the noise."
Eziya turned to Serr then, worried he'd rather fare the rain.