Mr Cockley watched the bustle of those about him and listened with interest to any idle chatter and gossip, he nodded along with Helena's words in firm agreement.<em>“Yer maybe, I dun rightly believe in tha myself but neva be to sure can ya.  Best be it locked up with all tha other mouldy crap they thinks worth keepin.”  </em><br/><br/>He grinned as she suggested that the broth would not be out of the question, displaying another clear sign of his less than noble roots.<em>“Ah thanks, I dun mind if I do.”</em>He assumed the first bowl was for herself and did not seam to be expecting her to ladle one for him, taking the task as his own to do.<em>“Ill just ave this then warm me cockles a bit an be off, bes not keep tha horses waitin to long.”      </em>