Osvald nodded along, "Of course, Aya... well... she knows what she loves better than just about anyone, I think."
He helped V'aleera to her seat, while the brown-haired young woman made sure the Dragoon was set with bread, cheese, and if she wished, porridge to enjoy.
The bread was rather meager, but freshly baked with a hint of the oven's warmth still within. The cheese, meanwhile, was modest, but reminiscent of Ishgard's famous flavorful nature.
"Oh, yes, allow me to introduce Enna. She is also a dear friend to Aya." he motioned to the brown-haired woman, who bowed gracefully. "If you were Aya's friend, I am sure you two must have met... but it was so long ago!" he grinned in amusement.
"Oh! Do excuse me for a moment!" A sudden thought had the smith turning and moving quickly to his shop. As Enna smiled warmly, Osvald slipped through the door and into the house. A few minutes later he re-emerged, somewhat ostentatiously carrying a bottle of wine and a set of four glasses into the office.
"This!," he proclaimed, "Calls for celebration! I have informed the Master of our illustrious guest, he shall join us if he can... but..." He rather abruptly opened the red wine, and poured a glass before V'aleera.
"First, you just must tell me... does she still dance?" he peered at her with an earnest curiosity.
He helped V'aleera to her seat, while the brown-haired young woman made sure the Dragoon was set with bread, cheese, and if she wished, porridge to enjoy.
The bread was rather meager, but freshly baked with a hint of the oven's warmth still within. The cheese, meanwhile, was modest, but reminiscent of Ishgard's famous flavorful nature.
"Oh, yes, allow me to introduce Enna. She is also a dear friend to Aya." he motioned to the brown-haired woman, who bowed gracefully. "If you were Aya's friend, I am sure you two must have met... but it was so long ago!" he grinned in amusement.
"Oh! Do excuse me for a moment!" A sudden thought had the smith turning and moving quickly to his shop. As Enna smiled warmly, Osvald slipped through the door and into the house. A few minutes later he re-emerged, somewhat ostentatiously carrying a bottle of wine and a set of four glasses into the office.
"This!," he proclaimed, "Calls for celebration! I have informed the Master of our illustrious guest, he shall join us if he can... but..." He rather abruptly opened the red wine, and poured a glass before V'aleera.
"First, you just must tell me... does she still dance?" he peered at her with an earnest curiosity.
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