He supposed they did have some parting food for Calanon. The Elf was surprised yet again at the hospitality Thea and Merek showed their guests. He guessed he'd been out in the wilds far too long to think of anyone other than the villages he already knew of it to be kind. Even the few cities he'd visit were often either hostile, or gave him unwelcoming looks. 

"Oh, thank you." he said honestly, giving them a bow as he entered the room. "I would very much enjoy some if you'd offer it." The smell of jam mingled with the mouth watering taste of freshly cooked sausage, among other things. He decided to help her set the table. It was the least he could do. "Oh no, I couldn't" she said to him, but he wouldn't take no for an answer. Back at the villages he would frequent, they would always do everything for him and he had always wanted to help. 

Once the table was set, he asked for leave so he could go see to Brogach. Thea said 'of course!" of course, and Calanon gave her a smile and just missed Rayadell as he went outside to check on his dear friend. The stables were still cozy and warm, and Calanon found Brogach huffing, but rested and ready to take on the day. "Hold a small while longer friend. We'll be ready shortly." the Elf said. Brogach tilted his great horned head, but said nothing else. 

Calanon had strode back inside just in time to see the Thea and Merek having sat down, and Rayadell present as well. The Elf was soft spoken as always, and just as quiet when he began eating, not saying a peep as he downed the delicious food. Thea and Merek however began to chat idly over the 'withertoos' and the 'why fors.'