“I'm okay, thank you,' she replied to him, “just looking for Chiron.”

As if almost on cue Chiron came around the corner. It was obvious he was put off by Jamlamin's presence. Apparently put off enough to swat him with his tail. Robyn managed a disapproving look, despite the fact it really did not bother her besides lacking propriety. [i]Then again,[/i] she thought, [i]peeping in someone's window at night is not only rude but creepy as well.[/i]

She shrugged the thought off as Chiron took his bowls, “Is that Faycrest soup?”

She had no idea honestly, but before she could answer he answered his own question by burying his face in the bowl. 

"Thank you Robyn, your so kind, I wouldn't have been able to get it myself, I would have broke the building down." 

Long strings of stew with a couple vegatbles hung from the thick hair of his beard. Robyn was very much put off by this where not even she could hide it. Her eyes widened breifly at the sight. 

“We are in the build right there,” she said pointing to the tavern, “that's us by the window.” 

She contemplated for a moment and somehow knew she would later regret this, “If you want, I can pass my drink out to you through the window. I don't like beer.” 

She nodded, to both of them and excused herself before heading back in, unsure if Jamlamin would follow inside or not. If it was her... she would, he was about as popular with the centaur as he was with her. Then again, creeping around people's houses at night would give you that reputation. 

Robyn walked back inside and rejoined her companions.