The wizard stretched his long arms as he yawned, trying to take attention away from the fact that he had been staring at Amber. "I'm sorry. Yeah...I wouldn't mind a warm meal. Not one bit." He smiled and held Amber's chair for her, glancing over at the older woman. He still had many questions, but realizing there weren't any more answers forthcoming, he didn't bother asking them. "So...Amber...you're not a priestess...but obviously a warrior of some kind, eh? Who...where are you from?"