Aldemaar's smile broadens into a grin. "Nonsense, why go for rotten fruit when you can have fresh grapes! Ah... crown princess that explains it. Simple forest fare is more than good enough drink before trouble, at least for us common folk at least."<br/><br/>He idly gives a scrap of meat to the hawk and regards the bird as it eats. "So Kit, rested enough, ready to talk?"