"A good plan," Childermass agrees, although he also turns to look around them before returning his attention to Solas with a faintly amused huff. "Though here, it should be safe enough. The moon is a part of the carnival's realm and the caravan only visitors, not the other way around."

Which is a strange change in what's the norm. Typically, they would be the one hosting visitors in the carnival, not being served by the visitors, but he won't go on about it.

"In any case, should you have trouble finding a cabin to yourself, my own is the farthest one out from the village. That way." And he nods in the direction Solas had originally been going. "It's really only where I do a bit of work during the day, so if you'd rather stay there, I wouldn't care. Provided you don't mind dogs, of course."