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Tanchell was surprised by the sudden arm grab. And then came the question of what his name was, but before he could answer with a common alias, he heard someone yell at the top of their lungs about fire. At first he became worried that he might have been the one to have caused the fire, not purposely, but he was still a suspect since he had been smoking, even if he hadn't dropped the cigarette yet. Looking around him, he soon found the source of the fire from a loud noise caused by a large bell; it was from an inn, not the same one that he had slept by. He wasn't sure of how far it had spread, but a few of the windows were open with smoke rising out from them.

"Should we...?" He asked the girl, being a bit unsure of whether he should help or not like he felt a bit obligated to do.