Of course Orrig was drawn by the smell. It reminded him of Dotra and her home cooking--but he was used to missing her. Winter was the only season he wasn't out doing mercenary work, after all.

Though really, he still missed his wife and kids.

There certainly was an amazing spread put out by this small blue-haired girl, but Orrig wasn't about to be impolite.

"For everyone?" he asked, with hope (and not a little greed, honestly) in his tone.