Walk to your accommodations.

You catch up to him, the minotaur waiting for you just outside of the small patrol building. The warm smile on his face inviting you to follow him. You shoot him one back, a small token to your appreciative nature. The warm welcome meaning much more than the other man probably realizes, the first one you've gotten since coming here. "Let's make haste, my Lord. We've got a bit of distance to cover if we're to make it to the noble's district."

The walk is smooth, and it allows you to take in the novel sight of the daily lives of the many, many different races that reside within the city. Kind of ironic that you've made your way back into one so quickly, having been divested of your previous not so long ago. But, the change in pace alleviates you of the dread you associated with your old life. The idea of possibility keeping your mood up.

"You seem to be curious, my Lord. Is this city unlike the one you hail from?" Your escort asks you, keeping his gaze pointed towards the presumed direction in which he's taking you.

"I've heard of cities like this before, but no, It's very different than the ones I'm used to. It seems to be a much more intimate affair than anything I'm used to..." You muse, enjoying the conversation, even if it means you're stuck talking at an almost yelling level.

"I assume that's why you're out and about, yes?"

"...I guess it's tangentially related."

After that, your walk is pretty quite, at least between the two of you. It takes about twenty minutes until you get to your destination, the minotaur stopping to show you to the gates of the noble district.

"We're here, my Lord."