Nighttime.
Inside the small, almost empty room on the first floor of the inn, Caleb sat on the small single bed, his gaze locked on the floor.
Since the guard brought him here, Caleb made no obvious moves to draw attention to himself. Even with his normal senses, he could tell the inn was being closely monitored.
He relaxed easily when he spotted Jess and Crusher returning after their little encounter produced no results. Even with the mist masking them, the villagers were unwilling to speak.
Before night came, he had focused on the surrounding buildings, utilising his eyes to pierce through the walls of the buildings to observe what was happening within them.
While it was an invasion of privacy, Caleb was not here for peeking. From his observations, he noticed the children were mostly kept indoors, kept busy with chores and other minor work.
Their parents did not allow them to step out more than a few meters from the main entrance — they made sure to keep an eye on them.
