Katahnia, peering up at Conall from her bowl of soup, took up a handful of bread and flicked some of it towards his beard.
"Careful what you wish for, Conall,"s he teased. "Besides, what manners do we need with a life on the road. Besides, we're eating in our room. Nobody will see me get stew all over my face." And with a wider grin, she went back to eating, this time, making extra slurpy noises as she went.