He takes a moment to break off another piece of the pasty and send it Garahel's way. If Garahel is sick later, then Inessa can draft him to help and he'll do so willingly enough, given the situation. Besides, he has a feeling that he's going to be down here for awhile anyway - there's still enough nobles up at the keep that he's of the opinion being down here is better.

"I'd not be surprised if you were right. Think even if I decide to head back to where I'm living it'll not be all that quiet." Quieter, maybe, but not quiet. But he's alright with that, too, and grins over at her. "Although I've been told I can sleep through a b-er, sleep through a lot of noise. There's a knack to it, you know."