[It is rare still that people should even come close enough to be within arm's length of their Exarch, and with so many people about as they wander nearer to the tavern, he has noticed that whispers have already started. When he stepped closer to let her touch his ears, he'd lost the cause - of course there would be rumors, but he was content to let them talk.]

[The breeze through the Crystarium shifted just right, and on it he caught a hint of mild sausage and smoked meats and herb vegetables, what must be the special of the day. He caught her gaze with a wondering look of his own, ears bobbing lightly.]

Over the years, I have sampled most of their menu. The seasons shift it little, but with the days cooling, you might take a liking to their stew. Whatever it is that takes your fancy, consider it on the house. I will take care of the tab. [If the owner even charged them for their meal at all, considering what all had been done in recent days, and by whom. Still, he would not presume, and he certainly had funds enough to carry their food and drink.]