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Richter was rather taken aback by Rahiq's question; it seemed almost as if she wasn't grateful or that she didn't want his help. However, the force with which she had wolfed down all the food he had given her said otherwise.
"Well, because you needed help." Richter answered rather plainly, "Was I to just leave you in the snow, with little protection from the elements or whoever was angrily shouting at you? You can barely stand, I couldn't just leave you there. But, if you need a better reason, then I suppose you could say I did it because if you do good things for other people, other people will do good things for you. And trust me on this, you need as many good things as possible when you're travelling with only just enough coin to keep yourself fed."

Once he had finished his food, Richter downed what remained of his ale and turned his eyes to the grandfather clock in the corner of the room; it was past eleven and approaching midnight. He rose from his chair with a yawn and stretched his arms once he had stood up.
"Well, I think it's time that I got some sleep." Richter stated to Rahiq as he pushed his chair under the table, and was about to turn and walk off before he quickly remembered that Rahiq had only just learned what country she was in, "I'm guessing you've got nowhere to stay, considering you hadn't a clue where you were until I told you. I'll let you share a room here with me, if you want. However, that's providing you're willing to sleep on the carpet; I can't afford a room with two beds."