Marcellus let the corners of his mouth lift in a smile. He could just imagine Elrien being chased around the castle by an angry chef after a botched thieving attempt. It was pretty funny, actually. Not that he would recommend it, but it was fun to think about.
Then she continued, and he nodded in a certification of her statement. "Yes. I believe it's time for you to have those horse riding lessons, though I can see you're going to have all sorts of fun there," he commented, giving a look to the clouds out the window. "But, war doesn't wait for weather, unless it's snow. For which we may be grateful, so there's at least one season of peace in the year."