Gavin motioned for Honore to stand. "Please, Comtess, join me for breakfast." The braid in his hair was still there, but it was a little frazzled. He hoped she brought the unguant to fix it. By keeping the braid, he hoped to show her that he was still serious about all that he had told her.<br/><br/>"I hope you will enjoy breakfast," Gavin said, holding her chair out for her. "It's the best pastry and fruits in the kingdom. And the sweetest milk. Everything is fit for a queen." As she sat, he kissed her shoulder before pushing her chair in.<br/><br/>"So, my sister didn't annoy you last night, did she? She can be such a little squaking bird when she has questions." Gavin smiled, showing that he cared despite his words.