Adelise trotted over towards the man, dismounting her horse before approaching him further on foot, leading Memento shortly behind her. She gave a polite nod to the man as she did so, before speaking, "While guards we're certainly not, I would, as well, hear more of these bandits." She paused after saying this, before tilting her head towards Silas and then looking back at Oleg again, before adding, "Regardless of food, in my case. I am unsurprised to hear banditry is a problem out here, but it troubles me nonetheless. If we are to accept your hospitality, I would not do it thanklessly. I would consider it an honor to bring Iomedae's justice down upon the curs." Her stomach, of course, chose that very moment to rumble and likely ruin any sense of poised grace the red-haired knight had been keeping up as she spoke of vanquishing bandits and repaying hospitality. She hesitated for a moment, before sighing and reaching up to rub the back of her head with an embarrassed chuckle.<br/><br/>"... though, I suppose my companion here might have had a point. We are all hungry and weary from the road... perhaps it couldn't hurt to enjoy a hot meal and some relaxation before charging off into glorious battle. Hunger can be as dangerous as an enemy blade, I suppose," she muttered, relenting. As much as she would prefer to offer to chase down bandits, then get some food, her stomach staunchly disagreed with her on the subject and, in this case, it seemed to be able to yell quite a bit louder than her.