[She would give a noncommittal shrug if she had the free arms. "Friend" is a strong word, but she supposes she's here for something close to that.]

There's a lad comes round to buy extra pies and things from the kitchens sometimes. [After she tried to just give him a couple once and he made it clear he and the people he was bringing them back to weren't interested in a handout, so she sold them as cheap as their pride would allow.] Good kid. Haven't seen him in a while though, so thought I'd come ask if he found somewhere with better breadrolls.