Sabine's mouth had been watering ever since the dish she had made with her sister had started to cook, so by this point, she dug into her share enthusiastically alongside raw Guar steak. Fendros found it a bit awkward to eat while steadying Rhazii on his lap with one arm. Each mouthful had to be taken leaning to one side to not drop any food on the cub. With demanding babbles and movements of his arms, Rhazii tried to reach for his father's food whenever it passed nearby, but he wasn't quite at the stage of eating solids yet. Janius took raw meat as well, but didn't quite serve himself as much of the rice and vegetables. It wasn't that it was a bad dish overall, but he had always been a picky eater when it came to certain vegetables. Life as a lycan meant that it wasn't an issue most of the time.

Ariel answered Meesei as she served herself. Even if she had a taste for raw meat in the first place, her conventional constitution made it inadvisable. "Actually, there's a few, yes. I get to meet plenty of people through business, but also through Rukee's family and friends. I'm acquainted with a clique of fashionable ladies that were referred to my shop by Neer, and are now regular customers. We have friendly chats sometimes in the shop, but they mostly love to talk about the less flattering things that the others may or may not get up to," Ariel stopped to giggle, "As you can imagine, none of them have really worked a day in their lives. They're noble ladies, I suppose. You spotted one when you entered my shop for the first time today, that was Vutamna." Ariel brought a finger to her lips for a second to think of others, "I sometimes have exchanges with the folk who make my glassware or collect ingredients. They are more honest, hard working people, but they are not very sociable with strangers to the city, as you might understand. It was only a couple of days ago that I learned that the glass blower had a wife and four children to his name. Deon, his name is. A very kind hearted man. Outside of work, I often spent free time at the Wamasu's Nest and befriended a few of the regular patrons. 'Any friend of Rukeewei's is a friend of theirs,' they said with their introductions. They're more forthcoming than most of the locals, but I think the drink helps."

Then and only then did Ariel yield to begin eating. She hadn't anticipated using her hands, but thankfully the rice was just sticky enough that it wasn't a problem. Her guar steak was a little tough, but it added to the experience of reliving dinner with the pack again. Despite the hardships, her memories of such times were fond.

Fendros had the next question. He looked up from giving turns of attention to his food and Rhazii. "How has living in Thorn been so far? Do you think it's better than Vos?"

"Mmm, I like it. There are advantages and disadvantages. I think learning the culture has been most difficult. Even after you helped me, Meesei, being in it had me learn a lot. As opposed to Vos though...well it's a wealthier city, that's one thing. It makes it a little safer. The weather is nice, but I've not experienced all of the seasons yet. I imagine for all the rain, it's definitely better than ash storms. However, I haven't dealt with any flooding yet. Hopefully that isn't too much of a problem where I live." Ariel took another mouthful and thought that she would have to be careful that she didn't talk so much to let her food get cold. She doubted she would have the capacity. Once she swallowed, she thought of a question for the pack in general. "So, how has life been with a baby in your midst? Less sleep I'd wager?" Ariel asked in an amused tone.