Staring at Tehr intently for a while, Johr seemed to consider how to reply, his quiet smile a mask for whatever emotions might lay under the surface, but after a moment he chuckled. "I think that I was perhaps a little hasty in my eagerness to offer my assistance. Yes, by all means lets enjoy a meal together." He nod and rested his fingers together, looking at Tehr seriously while still smiling, seeming to think something over for a while before continuing.<br/><br/>"If I am not so clumsy in asking, how is the House Wynt by the way, are everyone doing well for themselves?" He spoke in a casual tone, but looked at Tehr intently. "I would be quite curious to see what kind of offers your sister has received already for her hand, and I imagine you have not had to look that far or hard either for prospective bride." His tone more honeyed.<br/><br/>At that time, the door nearby opened after a quick series of three knocks on it. Angelique walked in, holding a tray in her hands with a good plate of delicious smelling soup on it, and wine set up in a glass, a glass pitcher next to it holding more. There was also a share of freshly baked bread. To get that for breakfast someone had to have visited a baker at early morning hours indeed.<br/><br/>However it was not the meal that Johr was admiring, but the cleavage on the half-elven lass' outfit, such as it was, as well as the shapeliness off her rump when she was turned away from him. The looks somewhat discreet, but hardly a skilled person at looking without being noticed.