He smiled,<strong><em>~I will, My Lady,</em></strong>~ he gave the final, simple reply in Elven, gesturing as if the phrase meant<em>'After You.' </em>His eyes flitted to the cart and he smiled, his thoughts now jumping to the idea of sweet rolls and candied apples. When he had said he was hungry, he didn't mean<em>hungry</em>, he didn't get hungry anymore. What he meant was, he was craving something.<br/><br/>He bounded happily over to the stand, pulling out two gold coins and placing them before the vendor,<strong>"two sweet rolls, or cinnamon buns, or really any two sweet breads you might have... And I will cover whatever Miss Aria desires as well... Er... if it's free, then consider the coins a tip, in celebration of the festival, ser!"</strong><br/>