Tom’s eyes looked over Cait, she at first looked like he would yell at her but it soon turned into disapproval the moment his door banged the wall. He didn’t mean it. It was accident and now she looked at him like a bad little kid, he felt like he was facing his mother again in the hay fields when he sold the cow for foolish sack of beans. He was gullible to believe that they were magic even at eight when the notion should have faded, they still ate well enough. Though it seems another boy, Jack, had been swindled by the same fellow so Tom didn’t feel so bad. He knew these memories didn’t help him now but this situation brought that to mind.
He was grateful, managed even a wider smile at her addition of coffee to breakfast. Right now he could eat a horse, carriage and all. Tom couldn’t help but notice how she walked away. Hunched over, trying to disappear from the embarrassment he caused her. At least unlike Red, she didn’t hurt him while his hand paused over his chest and then moved over arms. Thankful he was covered. These burns were his shame and if anyone saw them, then he wasn’t sure how he would react.
It took several moments to locate his hatchets. Maybe, maybe if Jorn wasn’t mad they could duel like the old days. He missed it and even now, longed to do it but uncertain of how to request hoping his friend would ask first. Soon Tom was down the stairs and closing in on Cait’s table, shrouded in shadows and hidden mostly form sight. Her question about if he was good or bad made him think that maybe it was hers that needed to be questioned and not his. He ran his hand though his thick hair, clutching it nervously in a grip before releasing it. Quickly as well as silently as he could, Tom slipped into his chair. There was breakfast fit for many set before the table’s surface as well as coffee steaming from the wooden pitcher, his hands reached for it first. Without thinking he poured himself some before his eyes looked at her and realized it was impolite.
“Sorry. I didn’t sleep too well last night and…umm. Coffee?” his hand held it out to her waiting to pour before tucking in and telling her everything of what he witness, save for Jorn’s slitting of Pious’s throat. The last thing he wanted was Cait judging his friend too harshly, besides it wasn’t his place to tell it.
Angel to Thelus, Alder, and 'Unknown' (Tobias) voice, by tavern bar.
Angel had been so distracted by Alder’s excitement, his childish glees and wild hand gesture caught her attention. The red head waved her eyes to follow them. Over, out, jerk and turn, over and over until she was going to become dizzy from her head being moved three ways to Sunday. Angel was happy he was going to go blue berry picking with her and with the baskets behind the counter, it would be a breeze. A tap on her shoulder made Angel twist her body abrupt around to face the man, the knight traveling with the demon and Drow.
She turned to look at him. Of course she knew him, how could she forget?
“Yeah, I remember you. The knight that I was supposed to lead to Ben’s hut. I am sorry I couldn’t get you there, sort of got an arrow in my throat. Not the worst thing to happen to me, there was the sword though my middle…and sewing myself at eight years old. I guess that's pretty bad,” Her lips pouted as she let herself sink in to a child’s imitation of thinking,”… there’s more but I can’t think of them at this moment.”
Her lips widened into a grin at the tragic taste of her past, nothing too major. Grism looked edgy at her mention of her past, his form turned spiky. Then a shout out raised over the clatter of mugs and serving trays, a request to where the blue berries were. Angel once more moved her head to weave though the people in the bar, nearly sliding from her stool right into Thelus. Who was that? Another person that wanted to go berry picking maybe? The more, the merrier.
“WELL IF YOU WANT TO KNOW! I’LL SHOW YOU, AFTER I GATHER THE REST,” her voice carried over the tavern well enough but she wanted to be sure he heard while her voice became softer but firm. Dead serious towards the end that likely Tobias couldn’t hear her,” It’s just some walk from here, in a place with some strange rocks. Oh, almost forgot. Alder, Don’t, I repeat, Do Not stay in the berry patch after dark. It’s not safe after sunset, believe me tried sleeping out there before Harry got into me. It took a fight with Grism to force him out of me. I will give more dos and don'ts when we get there if I remember. Well, Thelus if you and your friend want to come then I am more then happy to let you but until then, I got to gather the rest before and ask Elanor for a picnic lunch. Anything else? ”
Once she got answer, Angel was likely to head off for the rest before rushing back to ask Elanor for an odd picnic. Snatching her bowl from the counter and slurping a rather long tentacle into her mouth surprisingly easy until the very tip disappeared. Ummm, delicious though the girl.