Jarek smiled a touch as she entered with that sweet voice. The sound of dinner bells when she spoke essentially wrapped in one satin tie. Or at least thats what his head would put in place. But regardless he would continue to meticulously stroke the blade of his sword with a whetstone. His eyes looked at the diminutive waitress and would then say quickly.<strong>"Please place the food on the table and stay a while."</strong>His voice was deep like a rumbling thunderstorm. He perfected that voice quite well and it just seemed to make him sound more like a dragon than an orc. He was interested in her in ways that few could anticipate. In truth he had a weakness for ladies much shorter than him now. Sheathing his sword to put her at ease, he kept his eyes upon her as he then says<strong>"You are the one called Yuffi yes? You're the one assigned to my group?"</strong>Jarek had taken the time to read his own letter showing whom he was waiting on and whom was part of his fellowship. As such he made sure to double check he had the correct one.<br/><br/>If she had questions he would answer them to the best of his abilities. Didn't matter if they were about him, how he knew of her, why he had summoned her specifically, he would answer them all. He knew that these little adventurers had a natural curiosity and lust for adventure greater than most larger companions do. In either case Jarek's facade wouldn't crack so easily. The reality never really holds up to the legend however small it might be. Regardless the noble took in Yuffi's form and committed it to memory.<strong>"What are you bringing it to the table for these adventures?"</strong>He questioned her on that since those were going to be things he would definitely need to know.