Ruoxi was the last to return, he did wear a shirt but it was unbuttoned, his hair slicked back. "I see you're all done eating," He noted as he walked in.
Dulce was already rising to his feet, "I'll have a barmaid arrange a meal."
Ruoxi lowered his head to watch the Vampire walk past him, a smile playing on his lips. "Oh? Does the inn provide special services?"
That caught Dulce's attention, he stopped his journey to the hallway to find a barmaid, turning around. "Special services?" He repeated, wondering if there was something crucial he had missed.
Ruoxi started for him, "I don't need the barmaid to eat," He said without mincing words, stepping forward to throw the Vampire over a shoulder.
Dulce lifted his head, the calm surprise on his face visible even as he was carted right out of the room. His eyes inadvertently went to the intent stares he got from his company left behind in his room, his pale hair partially obscuring his face.
