Bjärn too seemed to have been sleeping and is awaken by some startled rustling of another waker by her.

"All that meat and mead Amalasuntha gave us has made me sleepy" I reply drowsily to Beatrix. I notice that the tavern has gotten quite lively and some new stories are aroused.

"Let us bring mead to these newcomers to warm their tongues so they may tells us of their gallant tales!"