Patrick
*After a bit of looking, he couldn't find anywhere else, and approached the group , eying the two open spaces at the end of their table.* "Um, excuse me," *He said, his voice quiet and rather meek. Clearly a bit intimidated by the prospect of approaching these strangers.* "Do you mind if my mother and I sit here? It's just that there's nowhere else, and we've been traveling all day."
Samantha
"But where would we find these Malondo stones?" He asks. His attention turns to the boy, and his usually stern gaze softens. He tries to give a reassuring smile, "I see no issue with you and your mother sitting with us, kiddo."
Joseph
"An Altmer invention, most would be found in the Summerset Isles, but as the High Elven cities are off-limits to non-Altmer... There may be a few that have trickled into the repertoires of other magicians and engineers in Tamriel. If there are any in Skyrim, I'm afraid I don't know of- oh, it's alright if you and your mother sit at this table. Feel free."
Dante
"Well thankfully I'm here. I'm not familiar with how they are made, but I believe I may have a stash somewhere in Skyrim. I remember hiding some belongings... In Windhelm I believe. I forgot to grab them when we were there." He says, "And hopefully any surviving family of mine back home may be able to help." He notices the child, "Ah, yes child you may sit here. Apologies if our conversing gets a bit... Complex." He says with a smile