Someone might have been -tempted-, but their stubbornness won out over that need to talk with him, this time. Still the sky was just clearing up from the rain earlier that day, and some people were still wrapping things up before closing their shops down for the night.
He probably picked up the presence of someone not sure if they should interrupt, before that polite clearing of throat from Kisara was audible, the shieldmaster standing hesitantly at the door to the Inn, watching him.