Theodore looked to Ellie, wondering why she spoke to the butler as if he was there, when he wasn't. Not that it really mattered. He was just glad that she hadn't gotten mad at him for asking for something to eat. He didn't know how he would have reacted if she did. He turns slightly on the window seat, so that he was now facing the room, and looks at the girl standing there. He was curious. "Do you...live here by yourself?" He asks, not trying to be nosy, but was just interested.<br/><br/>Sebastian had indeed heard the order to get the boy something to eat, and so heads to the kitchen, surprisingly which was empty. Not that he minded, he didn't want Bardroy to end up burning the food that he was going to give to the young lad. Since it was still morning, but almost afternoon, he decided to put together something one might have for a brunch, sandwiches, scones and rolls with butter or jam to put on them, fresh fruits and vegetables, and some freshly brewed tea. He made enough so that not only the boy could eat, but Ellie as well, and decides since it was such a lovely day, and from the way the boy was looking outside, that he wanted to go out, that he'd let them eat in the garden. He waits to take everything outside, instead going upstairs, to the guest room, surprised to see that Ellie was in there too.<br/><br/>Bowing slightly, he smiles as he stood up. "Since the day is so lovely, it would be enjoyable to eat outside, what do you think Lady Ellie?" Hopefully she agreed. "First things first, let's get the young lad dressed, and then we can head down." He steps forward, already having an outfit in his hands. Once Ellie left the room, he crossed over and handed it to Theodore. "Wear these." He backs away, and leaves the room too, and Theodore does as he was told, pulling the nightshirt off, and getting dressed.<br/><br/>"I'm...I'm done..." Theodore says, once he was finished dressing, and Sebastian opens the door. "Let's head to the garden, shall we?" He knew that Theodore was still in pain, so was patient as the boy carefully crosses the room, noticing that he was also being cautious, as if weary of something popping out to scare him.<br/><br/>Bard was also in the Garden, having left the kitchen, and looks up when Mey-Rin yells towards them, at the same time Finny looks up too. "Wha? No way, that can't be it. Not the missy. She ain't gonna crack that easy." Bard says, shaking his head. "Oh, but if it was, that would be great!" Finny says, a huge smile on his face, and his blue green eyes twinkling. "What did he look like?" He asks, setting the clippers down that he had in his hand.<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/dc/a5/fa/dca5fa0f79e656078d9881f74baec2d2.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><span style="font-style: italic">ignore the sword</span>