"Come Miss Gudryn, a bit of tea will make the world seem less wrong." Saeryn pressed the cup into the girls weak hands, looking into her eyes.
"Aye, and some to-mah-toes, sausages, and a bit of nice bacon is always the cure back in the Shire," interjected Falco.
"Quiet wee one, and let the girl sit. She's only just risen and ye'd be stuffing her like a roast chicken." Falco growled, grinning at Eodwine's friendly slur, before turning back to the girls. "A bit of tea will fix you up nice, Miss."
"Aye, miss Ayeth, what think you?" a man's voice from the table next came across to Saeryn's ears. She could tell that Eodwine had heard, and Hama, and Falco's attention was diverted from the bacon with a sharp elbow to the shoulder. The group leaned, almost imperceptibly to hear the rest.
Saeryn laughed aloud when the girl, Ayeth, she remembered, directed the mens' attention to the fact that she was but one, while they were two. Leaning over, Saeryn whispered just loudly enough to be heard by everyone, including the ever watchful Innkeeper, to the girl. "Have ye ever noticed, miss, that when ye least expect it, yon brawny adventurous sorts arrive? Methinks it might be planned a'purpose." The girl giggled helplessly while the twins blushed. Hama and Eodwine hid their amusement behind hands barely big enough to cover their smiles. Falco had returned to his breakfast, but was smiling into his drink. "If my friends here don't mind, you are all welcome to join us."
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