Alanna flicked her attention down to the dwarf and smiled, allowing her hand to be taken without protest and not even attempting to get a word in edgeways until she had said all she had to say.  She had actually eaten that morning, porridge with a drizzle of honey, but that was a rarity.  Usually she didn't bother, just waiting until food was brought around the patients and eating then.  So she didn't begrudge the dwarf loading her arms with food, although she did manage to replace some of the more stodgy parts - placing a heavy bun of bread back as Morgalla turned to get her another one.<br/><br/>She poured a couple of cups of water from the pitcher and held on to one in each hand.  With barely a visible sign she cooled her hands - it would take ages to have an effect through the wooden tankards but she was in no great rush.  The bread wasn't going to get any more stale.<br/><br/>"I'll eat in a moment, Morgalla.  Start without me" she said simply, apparently about to say more when the massive form of the Kartan Templar came in to view.  He looked puzzled for a moment, bemused by this simple interaction, then decided on his greeting.<br/><br/>"It goes well, thank you" she said encouragingly.  She was never sure whether to congratulate him when he got it right.  "Yourself?  Kartan's blessings will be strong today?"