the four of them were greeted with "thank you's" and "You did what?!" but after a minute of that, they settled themselves down. Rilden glanced over to see Alura seeming to be a bit lost in her own thought... He would have thought Rhovanor and her would be talking, or at least enjoying their company. Rhovanor didn't know that she was upset by the fact that their eye contact was short lived... He just didn't want to stare too long, or make it awkward, or do something embarrassing in front of her. He was sounding like he was a child. The elf looked over at the other, and his eyes went wide. "Are you alright? You look troubled..." He did what he feared of doing earlier. Elves had that reputation of being perfect... and well, to Rhovanor, there wasn't a hint of imperfection on her face. He didn't know whether she answered him or not, because he was too busy admiring what was in front of him. He then snapped out of it, gave a weak smile, and turned away, hoping she didn't reply while he was staring. How impolite of him!

Rilden from across the table couldn't help but give a silent laugh, looking at the two. Robyn then ordered her hefty meal, and almost everyone was taken aback at her statement. then it all made sense when she said who it was for. "Very kind of you." Rilden approved, giving a smile. She excused herself from the table to give it to the Centaur, and in the meantime, the three of them waited for their food to appear. "So, Miss Alura. What brought you to Damascus last night?"