[There's a special kind of attention that he pays to the hand laid upon his shoulder, though outwardly there is little to indicate as much. With the threats settled and behind them, for the time being at least, he is fast learning again what the Warrior is like, and he toes that line gently. It was a friendship he'd missed, if he were truly honest.]

[His pace is slow, just this side of casual and leisurely; her longer stride will keep up with his shorter one easily.]

It seems to have done me well thus far. I would have it no other way if my people are agreeable to it. [His flesh and blood hand gestures toward a side of the round stand in the tavern just ahead.] The food there is quite good, if I do say so myself. Have you had an opportunity to try it in your time here?