Gwendolyn huffed out a breath of air in a short laugh. "You've never had to say much to persuade me. I would love to eat with you again." She didn't eat very much as of lately. It was far too lonely eating alone in that terribly long and large dining table that once held all the members of her family. Recently, she had taken to accepting her meals in her chamber, where they would still go largely uneaten or mostly picked at.<br/><br/>They walked idly towards the kitchen, where surely supper would be cooking merrily away. "Everyone will be so delighted to see you again. It was no secret that you were beloved by all in your time here. My parents and I included. And perhaps I most of all," she said, her tone surprisingly light. Her hand lightly gripped his arm for a moment.<br/><br/>"Thank you... for coming home. I had thought of writing to you, to beg you to come home sooner. But my pride would not allow for it."