[ you're canon familiar so i'm not linking you - but when he puts down his tray so that he can serve him some tea, he'll see... mora meat! it's half-wrapped in parchment paper, to keep the fillings from getting everywhere and also for easier eating. ]
Were the four of you finding yourselves attacked, where you were? Or is that a remnant memory of your time before this place?
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Right. Well, no one’s tried to attack me so that’s somethin’ in everyone’s favour.
[ he will look at the tea and food— as long as it ain’t porridge he’s happy. ]
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Were the four of you finding yourselves attacked, where you were? Or is that a remnant memory of your time before this place?