"Aye, I see. Well, perhaps I should decide on what I should charge you for staying the night. Hmm, how about in the morning, before we leave, you take your pick of five plants from my garden and plant them in yours." The kindly man then gestured to the kitchen-- though it didn't seem like the kitchen any more. The door instead led to a bare-bones room. Just a table, a bed and an electric fan that worked without any means of gathering energy.

The strange man held the door open for the little girl, as if closing it would make the room disappear. Perhaps it would-- it wouldn't be very strange for a place like this, after all. The cost of the room had been the most 'expensive' task he had given, but then again, this was the first time anyone had requested room and board for a night.