[piosenniel]

So, it is as I suspected. He is as well armed as I. And as suspicious of others' motives.

She placed her hand on her belly, quieting the movements that had stirred at her thoughts.

Pio sat down, resheathing her blade, and faced the man. 'Let me speak plainly here, Sir. I mean to keep the peace within these walls and the outer courtyard. What other concerns you have are not my business.' She leaned close to him, watching the shadows play across his face. 'I have lived long enough to understand when darkness eats you, the shadowed wraiths of despair and anger creep out at times. And actions done when they appear are oft regretted in a clearer light. You are welcome here, as are any who seek shelter and a safe place before the storms of life drive you on. Just keep yourself in check.'

She smiled at him, for the benefit of the other customers. A cold smile which did not reach her eyes. Pio stood, giving a curt nod to Umbria, and returned to her place by the fire.