"In that case, do you know of a good place to rest around here? I'm not much trouble and I can trade for the help." He tugs his own cloak up around his neck and as he fidgets with the clasp, the sense of his shard fades away so that it can't be spotted. "I don't have much to swap, but if you want some bread and dried fruit to go with the rabbit, I'll share what I've got."