"I will tell ye about it this eve if ye like after supper," she said, "I need ta be sittin' down ta tell about it." She gave a slight smile. "If ye'd like ta join me for supper, that is." She liked when he dined with her, it was nice. "I don't honestly remember if I told ye or not," she went on to say, obviously not offended that he may or may not have forgotten.

"And I, yers," she said softly. Her eyes shone as they peered at him, her mouth curling upward in a slow smile.

"That is what we do," she grinned conspiratorily, then did something she had never done before and gave a wink the way Lorn would. It was nice to know that the cook was in her back pocket when it came to allies. She would have to quietly thank the woman with some sort of gift as thanks.

She listened to him when he spoke of his daughter being adopted. She glanced over to him with no judgment in her eyes. "I think that's beautiful," she said softly, reaching over finally and settling a hand on his arm.