You make your way back to the jailhouse/sheriff's office and find the sleepy eyed fellow from before half nodding off at the front desk while the man you met earlier sits at the other desk which is set near the back wall of the building.
The sheriff sits writing a note of some kind but looks up at your entrance. As you step in he moves around his desk and comes forward putting his shoulder on the other man, Half something to eat? I'll deal with these men.
The other man grunts and gets up, keeping his eyes low as he walks past you out into the morning.
The sheriff looks you three over and gestures at a small grouping of chairs and a couch that are set against the eastern wall in the open space across from the small cells that are the feature of the western wall.
Have a sit. Quite the entrance you've made to town.
Xaeken offers no response but moves to sit down.