"Come now dear James!" Branna formed his name with great care, enjoying the flavor of it on her tongue as she spoke the sound. "Is not the bramble thicket also a living creature? Why then should it not in envy of we of flesh and bone desire to have jaw and teeth?" Amusement danced brightly within her earth colored eyes, Finding herself in much enjoyment over their conversation. It had been many years since the last opportunity had arisen for her to play with words the way they were doing now, the thrill of it almost as enjoyable as the company. "But I digress, For you have asked me of my name and I have certainly received a fair offer for it. I am called Branna Windwood. It is quite the pleasure to make your acquaintance Mr. Rosmond." She lilted, smiling impishly with her teasing formality.

Turning once again towards the cottage, Branna gestured for her visitor to follow her inside., climbing the steps and pushing open the door to admit entrance. "Now, I wouldn't be a good hostess if I allowed you to catch cold by making you stay outside. I insist that you come in and get cleaned up. I will make you something hot to fill your belly."

Placing the lantern back into its place on the center of the table where it added the warmth of its glow to the surrounding room, the raven haired Woman busied herself with collecting several small pouches of herbs and a clean cup from the cupboard, placing both onto the table and preparing the same blend of tea leaves she had steeped earlier that day, the sweet smell creating a pleasant perfume that made her smile. "how fortunate for you that I was preparing to make myself a last cup before I retired to bed." She stated matter-of-factly as she collected the kettle from the fireplace, Once again using her skirts to take hold of the hot handle. Steam accompanied her pouring water into the fresh cup and the one she had had from earlier, creating a pleasant aroma of mint and sweet herbs that filled the room. "We'll let that work it's magic whilst you change."

Collecting the well Bucket that she had placed by the fireplace earlier, not having the strength to return it outside, she added the remainder of the hot water into the cooler contents, intending to offer it to James so that he could wash up. She plucked a clean cleaning cloth from the stack she had gathered earlier, holding it out to the young Lord with another gentle smile. "you can use my changing screen over there in the corner. I will fetch you some fresh clothing to wear. I think I still have something that is close to your height that I was mending to offer as trade in the village." She mused, Gaze drifting to a small pile of cloth in a basket she had next to a shelf in the kitchen.