Hmm. Well, he did make it all the way to town on his own feet from wherever he had been, which gives credence to his words. Even if she's used to thinking of non-cultivators as far more fragile.

She gives a tentative nod, though she keeps scrutinizing him like she expects him to sway at any moment. "I'm staying at the inn right now. The owner isn't very friendly to strangers who can't pay in advance but I doubt he will turn away someone like you." A warrior fresh from battle is far harder to say no to than a dirty, bedraggled woman in rags, after all.