<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">The inner monologuing does add to the character and makes me smile, and I understand the reasoning in waiting to be summoned, quite a good call on that. I'll continue with the game in this reply and hopefully I won't leave you waiting like this too often. I am glad to have a chance to be writing with you after all.</div></div><br/>Tehr had his peace in preparing for the meal, changing without further interruptions to his thoughts. Changing clothes without wrinkling them much took a bit of effort, but in the end, the prepared set of clothes rested upon his figure adding to his presence. Angelique cared about Tehr and made sure to put her best efforts to her work, beyond the call of mere duty more often than not.<br/><br/>As his mind took no the curious feats performed, and the difference in mere sizes of the people involved, there was a short knock on the door, and an older woman's voice. "Master ir'Wynt, the dinner is served in the dining hall. I shall be your escort tonight." Waiting in the hallway was a stern-looking, mature halfling woman with hair of dark blue shade, close to black, it didn't seem possible for that to be natural yet there was no hint of dye even at the roots. Still, the woman stood there serious and relaxed, simple spectacles resting no her nose, her expression serious and her maid's uniform flowing along the mature form smoothly.<br/><br/>"This way, Sir." She waited for him to be ready, only to then begin walking along to guide him the way through the corridors to the said dining hall. The dual doors pushed open revealed a room bathed in light through the large windows along one wall, shining on a long black table onto which a fair share of dishes had been laid out. It might have seemed similar to Londinium's fine dinners as such, if not for a notable difference beyond it. While there was a fair share of food on the table, there was no seats there, instead a gathering of smaller tables lay set down a bit aside, with people eating before the windows and further in the room closer to a fireplace, discussing things calmly and enjoying a laugh.<br/><br/>It seemed a lot more casual affair than dining halls in Londinium, though people were dressed up and well mannered at the time, they weren't being too full of it at the same time. Fine manners, good food, and good company it seemed.<br/><br/>"Welcome." Emily smiled at a table where she was sitting at besides the Mistress, with Eeva besides her and two more women besides them that resembled Emily and Eeva a fair share. Tielwater was seated in a nearby table seeming to be speaking with a younger halfling man who was blushing up badly while Tiel kept poking his side and nodding towards a halfling maid with rosy hair that walked along the other tables pouring people some tea. Applemane, he might note.<br/><br/>On that note, the Mistress of the house had a rather elaborate cup, the one that Tehr had seen broken earlier, where as others kept drinking their tea from a fair share more plain cups, the house mistress' cup seeming to carry some meaning to it by the way Emily's sisters seemed to cast glances its way now and then.<br/><br/>"Please gather what you choose and join in one of the tables." The maid spoke in a polite tone, though her stern expression remained the same as before.