(sorry for the short post...today was really busy)<br/><br/>Robin frowned slightly in response to Jude's question.  He took a step closer, his expression conveying concern and sincerity.<br/><br/>"You must have forgotten...it has been a long time since you have been among us."  He lifted a hand, gingerly touching her head where she banged it on the clock door.  "It has been...years, I think, in your world."<br/><br/>Taking her hand, he led her to one of the chairs.  "Please, sit."<br/><br/>Then, finding an earthenware bowl from one of the shelves lining the cottage's walls, he ladled some of the bubbling broth from the cauldron into it.  It was a thick, soupy orange color, with carrots and potatoes and peas and other kinds of vegetables bobbing in it, and its aroma made Jude realize she was hungry.  He set it down with a spoon on the table in front of her.<br/><br/>Should she taste it, she would be delighted at the flavour--it was hearty, and nourishing, with just the right amount of spice.