He kind of tilted his head up at the chime with a thoughtful look before he dusted the cookie crumbs off his hands upon his lap. Armel moved into a stand and stretched out his limbs, “Think now is a good time to go. I know ye can prolly take care yerself, Kea but I think I’ll escort ye home jus’ the same.”

Mama nodded her approval as she moved forward and collected the now empty plate of cookies and smiled at the two young Tales, “You two dears take care of each other out there. It is often a harsh world,” she murmured and then she moved away not giving either a time to respond. The old woman had things to do and little enough time to do them in at this moment.

Armel watched the elder woman move away and he sniffed a bit as if insulted at the old woman insinuating that he would possibly mistreat Kea at this juncture. “Any’ow, let’s go.”