[she smiles and breathes in relief as he responds positively. she kind of made the assumption in her head that, if he can't talk, he probably knows how to write, and she's glad she wasn't wrong. how horrible it would have been otherwise, to not be able to communicate at all... he's at least lucky in that regard, given his circumstances. she won't ask about it further.]

I'll be right back, then. Hold on a moment.

[without waiting for him to react, she already heads out the door of their meager room. impulsiveness has always been a trait that the other nobles had tried hard to quash out of her, but they've never been successful, apparently. all things considered, she's not exactly the best candidate to succeed the throne on paper... but she's the only one the kingdom has.

which, of course, is why they're on this quest at all. so. there's that.

it doesn't take her long to return with some slightly-crumpled pieces of parchment and a small quill. she moves rather quickly for a noble; it probably has something to do with the increased freedom the peasant clothes she has on in place of her usual royal gowns and petticoats allow her. she's never been the biggest fan of formalwear, but she's never really had the choice to wear otherwise. she'll take the small blessings that she can.

her mission complete, she holds the items out to Rion.]

Here. Sorry if they aren't of the quality you might be used to from the kingdom; the innkeeper just let me borrow her bookkeeping spares.