"None of us took the food from your mouths, that's ridiculous oversimplification." Bethany stated firmly, "And the de Launcets are Orlesian by way of Kirkwall so ... probably." She moved towards where they kept the meat in the colder part of the fortress, looking over her shoulder at him, "Really? Because you seem to have enough indignation for one."

She pauses at the door, looking down at the ground, before she looked over at the other man, "No, I suppose they haven't."

Opening the door, she found a small piece of chicken, then found a clean cloth. Beyond that, it is a stool, Yngvi, you can climb up. However, potato sack will work just as well. She gently rested the piece of meat into his hand. "Here, hold it on your eye. And you shouldn't eat it, you could get sick."