She was growing weary of being at the Three Broomsticks, but an opportunity to leave had yet to present itself. Taking Antonin up on his offer didn't feel like the right decision yet. There were still lingering concerns that he wasn't being honest with her and as she knew she wasn't being honest with him, it was best that they wait to see how their next moves turned out first. As she made her way back down the familiar staircase to the main room of the historic tavern, she pushed away the thought of running away again. There had been some peace to be found when she was on the run, but she knew it was fleeting and unlikely to be found a second time.