Alice Ward. The name sounded familiar, but then the names all started to bandy together after enough cities and even more bars.

She looked well-along, and stressed. Miss Ward might not be any of his business, but a child was something to be celebrated!

He raised a finger in gesture for her to wait. Ropati then sunk to the side to set the crate down, opening it up and checking over a wine bottle before holding it out to her.

"It is a time to celebrate, Missus Ward!" he said, hoping to cheer her. "To you and yours."