Tehr bowed to the elder halfling from the neck, a show of respect while not going past the established stations that society set.  Many nobles would simply ignore the servant, but Tehr's mother had raised him differently.  So while he knew not this woman's name, nor honestly cared over much, he still felt it at least polite to acknowledge her.  Ultimately he knew it wouldn't likely even be recognized, but that was not his problem.<br/><br/>He moved first to the large table of food while he considered which group to sit with.  Certainly the obvious choice would be to sit with the menfolk.  There seemed to be the obvious distinction in this home between gender lines.  It had been driven into him with first being separated from the women folk, then later by being shown a tableau of female flesh almost as if to say 'this is why you weren't with us.'  He pondered the choices and also the thought that he could simply be over-thinking it.  But he would err on the side of caution and be careful with his choice.  The table was layed out with a variety of food stuffs, and Tehr took a plate and choose from three dishes.  He tried to stick to food that looked hearty and hale, without an over abundance of sauce or creams.  He prefered natural meals, and often was the day that dinner had been something caught by his brother or father during a hunt that week.<br/><br/>Once his plate was loaded down he would walk past Tielwater's table, bowing from the neck again at the man and say quietly, "I think it's time I chatted with the lady of the house."  Then he'd move on and take a spot at the table with the women.  Standing at the table he would nod towards the only open spot left at the table already holding five women* and would ask "I just sit here then?"<br/><br/>It would take him a moment to get comfortable, as he wasn't used to sitting at the low tables, but he would make do, and thankfully wasn't wearing any clothing that was overly restrictive.  But he'd turn his attention to the Lady of the house first, "Lady ir'Ravos, I'm so eager to finally get to speak with you.  It's such an honor to meet any of Emily's family.  Eeva of course is both a delight and a fearsome warrior, and I have no doubt you've heard of both of your daughter's bravery on the road, protecting a foppish noble like myself from assassins?"<br/><br/>He chuckled and then added, "Every time I meet one of the nobles of house Ravos, I find myself better off for it.  I believe I met your sister in Londinium once?  The mistress of the house there?"  Tehr asked, fishing... he knew the woman who'd spied upon Emily riding him a week ago wasn't Emily's mother, but there was a distinct resemblance.  So an aunt seemed like a fair guess.  It would also be a good way to see how much information about that rendezvous had leaked back to the home here.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">*Making an assumption, can change that if needed<br/><br/>The 'aunt' he's speaking of is the one in this post:<br/>http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=120879.msg5415790#msg5415790 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=120879.msg5415790#msg5415790)</div></div>