Jane was uncertain as to why this brown-haired stranger's presence suddenly put her back in Grace's good graces. Less than a quarter hour in the outside world and already her reception had been less than ideal. Then the food was in front of her, and the overwhelming sweet smell got the best of her. Looking up at the man, she offered her name in return. "My name is Jane Dyason."<br/><br/>Diving into the pancakes, not caring if they had syrup on them or not, she sated her craving, even having a few bites of the unwanted eggs after. Taking a drink of her water, she glanced up at her new acquaintance. Oskar, he had said his name was.<br/><br/>Feeling uncertain on how to proceed, she riffled through the small pouch she carried, pulling out three large coins. Would they be enough for her meal? Father had said gold was worth more than the silver, right? Surely a meal as good as the one she had just had deserved gold coins. Setting them on the table, she took a deep breath and faced Oskar. Her instinct was to slink out of the restaurant, go back to the forest, transform, and go home. But her home was empty, and that was why she was here. Then there was the problem of these others in the café. There would be no slinking out without garnering more attention that she did not want.<br/><br/>Opening her mouth to speak to him, she closed it again uncertainly. Training her eyes down as was proper, she decided the best thing to do was wait until spoken to.