Barn stares in puzzlement at the theatrical gentleman, then nods solemnly at Kaya's words.

Yet he feels abashed when his companions begin to dig for their own coinage to pay for rooms.  After all, hadn't he just put away the big bag of gold that Lady Silvane had passed to him for all of them?  Before that, Barn had been penniless, for what need has one of Eldath's dedicated for hoarded wealth?

Keeping his voice low as Shra had suggested, he stutters:  "No, I... Fred, Thalara, um, Lady Silvane, she... ah, I mean, this gold is for all of us."

Reaching in, he produces two gold to hand to the wondrous frog person and then two more for the shadowy elf, both of whom had already paid Kaya., compensating them for their expenses from the group's collective advance payment of 150 gold pieces.  He then pulls out four more gold pieces, two for his own room, which he slides over to Kaya as his payment, and two for Shra, presumably to do the same.  Eight gold in all, leaving 142 gold in the pouch.

The big man grins amiably at no one in particular.  "I'm too big to share a room anyway.  The priest at my temple told me I snore, and my toes stick out over the edge of the bed.  That's why I like being out in Eldath's wilds.  Meaning no offense, Kaya, ma'am.  Your house of repose looks really nice."

Barn does not know what repose means of course.  He hears it as "rip hose" which he assumes must refer to some Chult-aean architectural thing.

"Aw thanks buddy!" Fred pats Barn on the shoulder.

Kaya nods and takes the coins. "Welcome to my House of Repose," she says warmly. "Follow me to your rooms."

She leads you upstairs to an elegantly appointed hallway. She points out each room in turn. As you open the doors and peer inside, you are greeted with the sight of light, airy rooms with balconies and lots of natural sunshine. Each bed is canopied with silks in bright, jewel-toned colors. Each room has a side alcove that contains a porcelain bathtub and a wash basin with linens.

"We fill the baths with hot water daily," Kaya explains. "We have soaps in different scents, whatever suits your fancy, jasmine, lavender, vanilla...In the evenings, we have musical entertainment if you're interested. It's nothing too rowdy of course. I do hope you enjoy your stay, and please let me know if I can be of service to you."

With that Kaya leaves you near your new rooms, the scent of jasmine wafting behind her.

"Oh, how civilized!," Shra purrs.  "I'm certainly going to enjoy my stay here.  But since it's not time to retire, perhaps I'll go out and explore a bit of your lovely city.  Are there any tinker's shops in the neighborhood you would recommend?  Or sages?  And of course, if River Mist and Flask of Wine stop by before I return, I would be grateful if you'd let them know we'd like to speak with them about a job."

"Jasmine, lavender, vanilla - those all sound yummy," Barn rumbles, having missed the bit about these being scented soap rather than flavored sweets.

As Shra begins about going out into the town, the big man pipes up like an eager child:  "I could, ah... I could go with you.  If you want, I mean."

"I've already looked around a little but I think we should stick together." Addressing Kaya, "Here, give the scouts this so they know we are serious." and hands her a gold coin. Then Fred follows the others.