A quick stop in Silvermoon demanded that the man clean himself up before heading back out to battle, and as such, renting an inn room for a few hours just to get a small nap and a shower in seemed the most optimal of choices. Helal was slightly drained, shedding himself of all clothes to step beneath warm, waterfalling streams of water the only cure to the ache of sore muscles. It was bliss, however short-lived it is, as suddenly the bathroom door was jerked open only for him to find a woman standing there, questioning why he was in her room. Helal simply raised a brow, rather unashamed of his naked form as water dripped from every curve of muscle. His hand extended forward to turn the shower knob and shut off the water. This needed to be addressed first. “I don’t know who the hell you are, you’re the one barging in on /me/. I rented this room, and I’m pretty sure I didn’t sign up for their extra bathroom service.” His hand raised to brush crimson hairs away from his eyes, green and inquisitive hues falling on her own. Had he seen her somewhere before?