[He adds the wooden training sword back to the rack, and gestures her to the table with the star chart in its bundled up leather case.
He'll pull out a chair for her, and then fetch the day's victuals. Simple fare, hardy enough. There's enough for more than two individuals to share, he's obviously planned for a variance in numbers, so there's no worry of running out.]
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He'll pull out a chair for her, and then fetch the day's victuals. Simple fare, hardy enough. There's enough for more than two individuals to share, he's obviously planned for a variance in numbers, so there's no worry of running out.]
Then please, help yourself.