'Right. Thanks.' Taking the food and drink in hand, Nuva put off moving for as long as he dared without invoking Morek's wrath- the gods knew how protective he'd be over the bounty in this vault- then reluctantly turned and re-entered the hall where the elf had caught up with him. Things had gotten... weird, in there. Aside from anything else, there was inexplicably a horse being chased around. Where had the gnomes gotten a horse? Why were they chasing it? Who knew. Either way, Secret was still talking to the gnome; since he had to, Nuva walked over to her, handing her the wine with a gruff 'Here,' only to hesitate about moving away. The desire to know how much she knew of him was still present, and realistically, he'd only figure it out if she told him herself. No, he had to know, if only to soothe his own worries.

'Find me later, when there aren't so many people about.' Keep things brief, don't get caught up in another conversation he'd rather not have at that point. With that sentence uttered and the wine delivered, he promptly turned and left with his bag of food in hand, heading out of the hall- at the same time as the gnomes and whatever dog they were chasing, incidentally- for one of the less occupied corners of the castle. If he was lucky, he'd get that uninterrupted conversation with Secret during lunch. Otherwise, it'd be an anxious wait for him.

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