Iris sat down before him, putting the steaming food infront of him as she smiled. "You must be the new lady Dante told me about. Lady Iris as the boys call me, or mama fox a few call me. You can call me Iris. So what is your story lad? You wanting adventure and excitement that only the skies can give?" She pulled a canteen from her waist and drank from it, then put it back. 

Avery was working in her workroom, the food eaten and the plates by the door. She was working on what looked like a strange stone in a pendent, her face messed up in a look of confusion. "What are you little one?...what was dad working on with you..."