"Uh no problem." he said, suddenly feeling almost as awkward as he had when she had bumped into him on the road. He quickly got to his feet, and it became apparent he was nearly head and shoulders taller than her. He unconsciously smoothed his hair out a bit. "I mean..." he realized he paused too long, and he sighed. "I'm sorry, this has just been a very odd day. You'd think the sun showing itself would bring a more relaxing morning." he jested, giving a smile. 

The smell of freshly cooked food wafted into the foyer, and Ali's stomach rumbled quite loudly at the wonderful scent. "Oh, I made breakfast, or lunch. It's ready in the kitchen, if you want some. Please, I wouldn't feel good about myself without putting some food in your belly. You went through more than I did this morning, I merely caught the tail end of it." 

He gave a her a hopeful look, and if she acquiesced he would stride into the kitchen and pull a chair out for her, water and food on the table. It was no banquet, but there was a homemade, fresh quality to it that was not served at the tower and it made the mouth water at the sight of it. A robust apple gleamed beside eggs, ham, and whole sausage links atop a plate made of darkwood, and a stout fork and knife to use for utensils. 

Once she sat down, he would give a very formal bow, no doubt something both he and she was unused to. "I am Alidren Baldyr, but I go by Ali. Or Al, either way really." he said, before realizing just how odd he was probably being. He shook his head and sat down across from her. Light, he was being a fool. "Just ignore me. I don't get guests often."

"Are you feeling alright?" he asked her. 
[@Penny]