Garashna grimaced at Reyata's attempt to deflect her father's attention.<br/><em>Rule one</em><br/>Her mind mumbled to itself.<br/><em>Never involve an elder when trying to deflect an elder, they can read each other far too well and it only makes it worse...</em><br/><br/>Still hugging Xholkrox, though more loosely now, she smiled up at Elf in front of them.<br/><br/>"Food, Master Blacksmith, food..."<br/>She supposed someone should try and talk them out of the hole they were in and as it was partly her fault they were in it, she guessed it was her turn to try.<br/>"We were saying how good it is to share the food laid in front of us..."<br/>With her spare hand Garashna casually gestured to the food and ale that had been placed upon the table.<br/>"...but poor Blue here has no fish, so we were drawing the short straw to see who would go to the river and catch some for our friend."<br/><br/>Hugging Xholkrox tightly, ignoring the ale he spilt on her, she continued with a shrug.<br/>"All much of a jest really, because none, other than himself, would even attempt to go near the waters edge in this fog...."