"Endregas. All yours." He hands Lambert the contract notice. He pulls down the one for the necrophages for himself. "Inn's not much to look at and if the mattress feels as good as it looks...well." He shrugs dismissively. "Guess it's better than the ground. And what kinda brother would I be if I made you sleep out in the rain?" He punches Lambert affectionately in the shoulder. "Sort out that endrega job for me and you can have half the bed."