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Nithel stares a bit at them, then glances to the food, intending to hand it out.

He goes first to Brendin, offering him a loaf of mushed bread. If the man doesn’t take it, Nithel will lay it on the ground before him. His manor is like that of a servant, when facing Brendin.

He then moves to Jericho, manor more relaxed, but still formal as he searches in the sack, and holds out another loaf of bread. Equally mashed from so much jostling.

“Here,” He says softly, upon reaching the new girl he didn’t know the name of. There was one loaf of bread left, many potatoes, dried fruit, and the chocolate. He didn’t know what to offer her. “Do you like fruit?” Kindly, respectfully. He glances to her face a moment, before looking back to the sack.
After this, if Alessio and the not-wolf were done speaking, Nithel plans to give them some. And then offer to the dragon, if he wished for anything. But only after she says she likes fruit or not.

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