[color=00aeef]“It was well."[/color] He took a breath before speaking again, [color=00aeef]“Passing through Sassanthe makes me worry a little.”[/color] He said looking down at this empty plate for a second. He was starving. He couldn’t wait to dig in. Sassanthe was a melting pot for most of the cultures around the world. Dwarves, elves, and humans had lived there, even the occasional orc. 

Jovian bowed his head slightly as he had mentioned him and listened to him all the way through.

Jovian had grabbed some food from the center of the table, picking out what he had liked most. After he had settled all of the food, he took a sip of his drink and looked at Rimeth. A smile slowly spread on his lips as he had looked at her. He casually looked down at his food grabbing a fork, and taking a bite of food. 

After chewing his bite of food and swallowing it, he looked at each of the Avalor family members. [color=00aeef]“Has everything been okay these past few years?”[/color] He asked everyone and then looked at Sylvar, [color=00aeef]“Rimeth had just told me about your recent marriage and I wanted to say congratulations.”[/color] Jovian figured he’d break some words with everyone so it wouldn’t be a dull dinner. He took a another bite of food. Talking and engaging in a conversation wasn’t a hassle to him either at the moment since he was so excited about being able to eat the food before him.

Jovian must have picked up some traits from his father. Being quiet and to the point was one of the few things he had picked up. He didn’t really know if it was a bad thing or a good thing, but it had fit his personality pretty well. Or so he thought.