Coatleque saw the girl at a glance and smiled briefly before turning her gaze back to Warren. She cleared her throat and walked past him, brushing her shoulder against his arm.
"You don't mean to... impose? Please, Ser Castille, it was my fault." She tried to force his attention back to his shopping. "Honestly, was it not enough I had to feed you once before, now I must also help stock the pantry? Come then, what remains on your list?"
"You don't mean to... impose? Please, Ser Castille, it was my fault." She tried to force his attention back to his shopping. "Honestly, was it not enough I had to feed you once before, now I must also help stock the pantry? Come then, what remains on your list?"
