Zale eyed Silver carefully, his expression read that he figured she was lying and jerked her hand a little bit as if he wanted to talk to her, but then he settled down. "It can wait," he whispered.

Andra moved the last pot full of shrimp over to the table, "Eat up. Would you like me to make a bowl of stuff for Callan? Soup at least? The poor thing needs her strength if she's coming down with something." She said, before looking at Asteria then to Silver.