Aspeth laughed and smacked Falsath's stomach lightly, "You are not helping." she said with a smile, she handed him a plate before she started to make one for herself.

"Look Iril! Grape!" Falcrin said sweetly, chucking a grape at Idril's head.

Orion sat wordlessly beside Falsath, looking at him out of the corner of his eye, as if he was trying to send a subliminal message to him