Alyth's ears picked up everything as she was walking back to the hearth. Chris' choice of words always intrigued her. It was one of the reasons she had kept him after he had come in so forlorn one night after a long day on the road. He found a home here for as long as he was willing and able or at least until it was time to move the pub to a new home. She had kept two of her previous employees for the long term and she felt that adding to their numbers might make the transitions harder in the long run.<br/><br/>She called back to James, a hint of teasing to her voice as it sang with the tune she had been humming, "I look forward to it too, I just looove a touch of colorful variety." She could be heard laughing as she finally crossed through the doors to the kitchen. "Battles be as they are, traditions hold against the tides, James. We will see if your color holds to my tradition."