The maid does indeed come over sooner or later with some water, replacing your glass with the clear liquid. Sighing out some to herself before wandering back to her post, deeply bored over what is going on. The merchants and the mayor are still talking business while eating, all very very dull sounding.<br/><br/>The captain of the guard ponders what you told him while taking his time to eat as well, not really wanting to get into idle chatter either. He seems to be in the same thought as the maids, that these dinners are boring as shit.