Alberto
He gave a nod, followed by a smile.

"Very well, if you could lead me to this Winkling Skeever. I would be happy to share some tales over a fine nordic meal, and some tea. Do you enjoy tea by chance?" He asked as he waited for the fellow kinsman to lead him to the inn, since Velin for now was a stranger to Solitude and its area. It was a beautiful city that laid on the rocky archway.
Melanie
Darthan would give a small nod, a small grin growing on his face. It was obvious that he was excited to hear these tales and lessons, a certain spark shimmering in his eyes.

"Of course, I'd be happy to!" And so, after taking a moment to look around him to gather his bearings, he would point in a direction, starting off while gesturing for him to follow.

"Eh, I don't love it but I don't hate it either. Ma and I used to drink it in the colder seasons, so it was nice enough. Of course I've far from tried every tea so I'm sure there's one that I would enjoy out there somewhere. What's your favorite?"
Alberto
Velin would smile once again.

"Heather Tea. A warm, pleasant smell with a bit of a sweet taste. Though it gets harder and harder to find Heather. Ever since our home erupted and was turned into ash." He frowned for a bit, he wished he got to see VVardenfell before the great eruption of Red Mountain.

Once they got closer towards the inn, he would look at the sign that showed the creature. Studying it a bit before he gave a nod.

"After you, my friend." He bowed and would let him enter first.