Desmond sat crossed legged in order to better face Lucy. He sensed this lalafel was not a stranger to the rules of courtesies. He appreciated the opportunity to do something he knew well.
"Thank you again for sharing your food. I am Desmond Aryll, gratefully yours," dipping his head slightly. "This man is Kayle Delwyn," he began on his left and going round the group, "the highlander is Amaare, that is-" trying to remember the coeurl's name, "Braxas I believe. And this is -" he stopped short as he realized that in all that had happened, they had never acquainted themselves properly with their Twelve-sent healer.
"Thank you again for sharing your food. I am Desmond Aryll, gratefully yours," dipping his head slightly. "This man is Kayle Delwyn," he began on his left and going round the group, "the highlander is Amaare, that is-" trying to remember the coeurl's name, "Braxas I believe. And this is -" he stopped short as he realized that in all that had happened, they had never acquainted themselves properly with their Twelve-sent healer.
