Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150409213922/@comment-3293219-20150410004433

"She didn't tell me to go either..." Arrietty pointed out, folding her arms.

"I guess that leaves me at a bit of an impass..."

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The Breton, who had picked them up the night before, appeared to be the one responsible for the scent. He knelt before the pan, slowly dishing out some of the food, into a wooden bowl.

He heard Kay enter and looked up, frowning at first, most likely due to the steam in his eyes but then he softened his face.

"Oh... I didn't expect you to be up yet." He noted, doing his best not to stare at her arm.

"Would you like a portion?"