Negotiating some shelter

I bang on the wooden door of the farmhouse thankfully at least somewhat protected from the rain by the house itself, Quinara keeps her distance stood halfway up the path by the painted fence encircling the farmhouse. I hear the sound of shuffling inside, I thank the gods someone was going to answer and possibly if I was lucky we may have a warm dry place to sleep tonight.

The door unlocks and opens to a middle aged man with greying hair, he scans me briefly before his gaze focuses behind me. The man then swiftly grabs a pitchfork that he must have had propped near the door, part of me expecting him to skewer me right on his doorstep however he steps forward standing next to me and pointing the pitchfork at Quinara. "Stay back monster!" he shouts at her, "woah woah, she's with me" I say putting my hand on his pitchfork to signal him to lower it. The man's eyes glance back and forth between us before he lowers his weapon "you keep dangerous company" he states. I gesture Quinara to come over which she is understandably hesitant to do, but she does do so. I can see the farmers grip on his pitchfork tighten as she gets closer.

"My friend and I need some shelter for tonight from the rain" I gesture to the torrential downpour going on around us, "could you help us? We will leave first thing in the morning" I plead, the farmer looks at us both "you can stay, but she is sleeping in the barn. I'm not having an orc under my roof" he states firmly. Before I can even begin arguing a case for her Quinara has accepted the farmers terms. As Quinara turns to leave the farmer stands aside to let me into his home, "actually I'll stay in the barn too" and with that I turn to walk with Quinara.