Fabien took in the comforts of the room, he couldn't help but wonder who had stayed in the bed, why people needed to stay here. Why was this woman staying here tonight even? He was curious, curious about other's around him, curious to ask questions when he was given the chance. Walking towards the fire and bending down, using the poker to fix the logs inside of it and add another to it. At once it was giving off a little more heat than it had before, whoever had made it didn't pay enough attention to the placement of their logs. He turned around as if nothing had happened, perhaps it had been a weird move, he wasn't quite sure.<br/><br/>The woman before him seemed to be someone of importance. How could she not be with that sort of name? It sounded important, royal if any names could sound those things, it was her name. There was something about it that made him curious. He felt as if he had heard it before even though he knew it wasn't possible. His father didn't talk much of names and people there was no way he would have heard it or even read about it but still... He hoped the question wasn't offensive, perhaps he should know her and he didn't. The way the woman handled herself it felt to him like she was someone of importance. He got the idea that she wasn't told no to very often.<br/><br/>"I haven't met that many people but there's just something about you that seems..." He trailed off once the food came not really knowing how to finish his thought anyway. When she had turned and took him in, he felt as if it wasn't how a normal woman would do so. He sat down opposite her and looked down at the food, giving it a smell before anything else. He took a spoonful and felt the warmth of the hot stew warming his stomach. "This is good, perhaps I'm spoiled with good meals but it could use a little.." He looked up, then suddenly shut his mouth, complaining about a free meal wasn't polite. Plus, he was enjoying it, he was just talking without thinking.<br/><br/>"Forgive me, I don't get to talk to strangers much and my manners are sometimes lacking. My words get out before my brain can stop them, thank you for the meal, I am enjoying it" He nodded and took another spoonful, he usually didn't talk when he ate something. He liked to just sit and enjoy his meal, relax after a hard days work, it was peaceful.<br/><br/>"I am from close by, the farm is half a days ride from here. It's all I've ever known, the farm and the odd time my father allows me to join him here. The last few years it's been too busy to leave, I'm glad I got to come this time and see some of the city and return some lost merchandise, enjoy the new company" He smiled at her "Is there any meaning behind your new beautiful piece?" He always liked symbols, how that symbol could mean the world to her but nothing to him, it was beautiful but he didn't understand it, this intrigued him.