Sleep is another thing we do not need to survive in Eorzea. We did sleep, when we wanted to. Husband called it "logging out". It was good to do nothing sometimes. It was good to do it with Husband. Especially after sex.

But sleep is needed here. We get tired. I have never felt as tired as I do here. My eyes hurt and want to close. I cannot walk if I am tired enough. We tried Esuna to not be tired, but it only worked for a short time, and we were more tired after.

We have not found an adventurers' guild in town. Inns for sleeping are called "hotels" here. They cost money. I thought we could have used Stealth to get into one, but Husband did not want to risk being caught.

Our first night was in a place with "picnic tables". We took turns sleeping on the bench while the other kept watch. Husband's leg worked as a pillow. It was cool, but not as bad as Ishgard. Husband did not seem to think it strange that how warm it was changed so much within a day. We talked later about "seasons". I will need to get used to places that only sometimes have snow.

Husband surprised me the next night by wanting to use the diner. I did not understand why he would want such a public place if he was afraid to sneak into a private one. I did not know he had a plan. We took turns sleeping on each other's shoulders while the other kept watch and ordered tea. I tried the coffee when the server offered it. I do not understand why so many hyur drink it.

Husband told me that if I should wake up while he was talking to someone I should keep my eyes closed. I did not understand why. It did not happen the first night, but the second night I woke up to hear him talking with the innkeeper. I kept my eyes closed.

"I'm sorry...we just had nowhere else to go. We tried the park, but it gets cold and we were kind of exposed."

"You think this is a hostel or something? You can't sleep here. I can't have homeless people hanging out in my place of business."

"I know...Look, can you just give us a while? She's very tired and I don't want to wake her. Maybe I could...mop the floors or do the dishes or something? Work it off?"

I have seen my husband be many things. I have seen him as a Paladin, holding a shield to defend me while I worked arcana. I have seen him as a Bard, firing arrows and playing songs that energized me. I have seen him as a healer, keeping me alive as I charged into battle. I have seen him as a chef, a smith, a miner and a fisherman and so many other things.

That night I saw him as a beggar. He was good at it.

"Seriously, anything you need. I'll clean the whole damn kitchen if you want. Just let her sleep."

No one said anything for a while. Then the innkeeper said, "Fine, but not out here. There's a couch in the back we use for breaks. Start with the floor, then we'll see about the kitchen. And don't break anything or I'm calling the Sheriff, you hear me?"

"Yes sir! Thank you, sir! I'll get her moved in a minute."

I kept my eyes closed as he walked away and whispered, "I was a tool."

"No, my love, this is theatre. You were a prop."

We found the "couch" in a back room with boxes and large cans. It was better than the bench and it was not cold. I slept a while longer. When I woke up, Husband showed me the "cleaning supplies" and what they were for. So many different brushes for so many different things. The "plastic scrubbers" were strange but useful. "Steel wool" made so much sense that I was surprised no one thought of it in Eorzea. And it was needed for the grill.

I joined Husband on the couch when I finished with the grill. The innkeeper woke us in the morning. He seemed content with our work. He said he had never seen the grill so clean. He said we could do this again tomorrow night if we still needed a place.

So now we have a job. We are not getting dollars for it, but we are not spending dollars for a bed either. And I do not need to learn to like coffee.