Gareth smiled at Sophia. "You are welcome, my lady, and thank you." His smooth voice flowed off of his tongue, and he nodded when they indicated they would be moving onto the feast. Harker followed behind the group, until they were stopped by Sir Redwyne and he almost bumped into Thomas who led them. He would have to part with his weapon, which seemed sensible for the guard to request, but nevertheless he grimaced, for he did so at the cost of his ability to act in defense during the feast. "Ah, yes, sir." He bowed his head and produced his bow from behind him, handing it to the knight, Gareth's hands shaking a tad.