[[Ramza still does not know this place is a brothel please don't let him go out in public without an adult, Barkeep]]

Ramza followed into the dusty little room.

"I think it feels warmer here," he said to no one in particular. It wasn't, really, but they were here and they were going to enjoy this concert so the Bard could rest in peace.

He sat on the floor and motioned for the Bard to start her final performance.