[He folds his arms over his chest and taps a knuckle lightly to his chin as he considers the situation. Everyone else must be a deep sleeper... how nice for them.]

The only place it could possibly be coming from is the innkeeper's room. Do they really expect to stay in business if they let their child squall through the night...? Come, we're putting an end to this.

[She doesn't have to come, but he figures she might want to if she was looking anyway, so... Onward! Time to (quietly!) march down the hall in prooobably the right direction.]