Stephanie is just as happy to sit in silence and watch the room as Eskel is, though her observation has less to do with vigilance and more to do with curiosity. She's only ever seen places like this in movies or in television shows. The pubs and inns she's set foot in have all been bigger, brighter, cleaner than this, and it's fascinating.

Her fingers itch for a pencil and some paper, and she silently laments the fact that she has no way to capture this scene, so she makes do with simply committing it all to memory as best as she can. Maybe she can copy it down onto paper another time.