"Your leader's taking a rest after he eats, so I volunteered to take your meal to you." The barkeep noticed the handbook next to Kitt as he put the food down on the nightstand. "Doing some catch-up? From the looks of it, you recently went through the Ritual, too. A bit young for that, aren't you?" When Kitt gave a weird look at him, he chuckled, "Despite how old I look, I know quite a few things about Rangers and fighting." The barkeep walked over to the door and pulled Kitt's short sword from its sheath, examining it, "Ah, the pride of the Szarda Clan, their sword craftsmanship. It really brings back memories from my days after I left the Esha Clan all those years ago."