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River giggled. "That doesn't surprise me. He's always playing."

After Lin had ordered the food, Arthael leaned forward slightly towards Lin. "If I may say so," she said softly, "Andarien's got all his teeth now, and he's been eating solid food since he grew. I really don't think you will have to worry much about what you give him to try. He's not exactly starting out."

If he'd been in his previous stage, then she would have agreed, but he was the equivalent of a pre-schooler, in Gaian terms (not that she would know that).

"You can say that again," River grinned.

She was feeling a bit better now, and she looked more relaxed, too. "Do you think I should bring my ball with to play?" she asked Miyuki. "Or should I just leave it in here?"

Arthael chuckled softly. "Well, every child is different, too, but I heard he ate the core of his apple so hard foods can't bother him much."

Andarien was still blinking up at Lin, and, more awake now, he shuffled to sit up in her lap. "Nana ... did we stop?" he asked her through a yawn.

"Okay," River agreed. "I'll do that."

They were interrupted when their food arrived, and their server set it on the table for them.

Andarien's sight was still a bit fuzzy, and he had to blink at what was being put in front of him. Of course, he didn't actually recognize most of it, even when he did see it clearly.

"Nana?" he asked. "What's that?"

He pointed at the food in front of them.

Earendil chuckled softly to himself. This was going to be an interesting meal, he thought.

Andarien didn't know the difference between cooked and not cooked, and he was so tired that at the moment, he didn't particularly care. He reached for his fork, but he was still half asleep, and he fumbled with it, dropping it onto the floor.

Earendil reached down and picked it up for him, but instead of giving it to the boy, he put it back on the table. "Try the celery and carrot sticks first," he suggested, pointing at the slices. "You don't need a fork for that. Maybe if you finish those you'll be awake enough for the rest."

Andarien yawned again, but it was only a slight yawn this time. "'Kay," he murmured, leaning forward. His fist closed around one of the carrot sticks, and he put it into his mouth and bit off part of it. He chewed it for a while - and chewed and chewed and chewed - and finally, he swallowed.

Andarien looked up at Lin through sleepy eyes. "S'good," he told her, his mouth still full, "but it's a lotta work."

Of course, he was still half asleep.

In the end, he ended up eating some of everything and liked it all, and stopped eating only when he was full. His favourite was the potatoes - after he'd spilled a bit of mead in them.

Earendil picked up a napkin and wiped Andarien's face. "Did you still want to talk to Daeron, Lin?" he asked her. He glanced over at the place where Daeron had been sitting before, and sure enough, he was still there.

Andarien followed his gaze. "Does Ada-tol want to play?" he asked brightly, much more awake now that he had food in his belly.

Andarien pouted at Lin. He wanted to play.

Earendil chuckled. "If you'd like, Lin, I can take Andarien somewhere so you can talk with Daeron without interruptions. I'm not sure how still he's going to sit otherwise, but it's up to you."

Honestly he would like to talk with his brother as well, but he had to admit that Andarien was quite fidgety when he was awake.