He avoided her gaze when she wondered about his reason for invite, not giving her an inch of satisfaction. He didn't want to answer it. He was glad that she was so easily distracted by food. He listened to her list different things, only half of which he knew by name but had never seen before, the rest were completely new. 
He wondered, privately, how these things were cooked, and if Ysaryn would let him watch her work to learn a few things from her. 

When she purchased her lot and mentioned the desire to return to deliver it, he shrugged. "Go on ahead. I have coin enough to gather some tool sets. What, in all, do you think we'll need?" He asked, his attention momentarily caught by a group of woman in brightly coloured dresses walk by. Their hair was so matted and built up a bird could have made a nest in it. [i]Why?[/i]
"I want to ask the sailors for other locations to reside, as well, in case the other refugees aren't as inclined to share."