Briar was just congratulating herself for making it out of the tavern, when she noticed Uthred getting up and paying for his food.
Cursing once again, she searched her surroundings for somewhere to hide. This part of street was almost deserted. Only a few drunks lay slumped against the wall near the door.
In desperation, she quickly sits amongst them.
As Uthred reaches the door, she pulls the nearest man towards her, wipes his vomit splattered mouth with his own shirt, and kisses him, effectively using his body to shield her as Uthred walks past and out of sight.
As soon as he’s gone, Briar pushes the man off and rises to her feet, trying to decide what to do next. This tavern is probably as safe a place as anywhere in this part of the city, Uthred was unlikely to come back straight away… he looked to be preoccupied anyway.
She returned back into the tavern, bought another drink, and returned to her seat… after all, she had a horrible taste to remove from her mouth.