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Thorn was nervous, his hands were shaking just a little, could her mother see his feelings for her in his face? Mother's were like that, uncanny and definitely full of intuition. "I'm ready." He said, this would go one way or the other and he might as well get this first awkward meeting over with. He gulped right before the door opened. Her mother was just as beautiful as she herself was but in a strikingly different way.

He was pleased to see the high degree of affection between them. It was heartening that they were capable of it and perhaps in time he would be included as well.

"My pleasure Namora," he said taking her hand and bowing over it. "Your home is quite beautiful, I like the rugged beauty here in Sauti, we don't get to see much of the ground itself in Tale." He murmured demurely, he was well aware he could be intimidating and he tried to subtly hunch so he wouldn't tower over them both. "We got here safe with the odd side trip, your daughter is a wonderful healer"

Thorn saw her mother's inscrutable expression and immediatley thought, she knows or at the least suspects, well at least she hadn't booted him out yet, he shot a glance at Ime, tried to tell her with his eyes, then quickly shuttered them.

The scent of food did much to calm him. "Hmmm that smells wonderful, I'm afraid I wasn't that fortunate hunting in Sauti that we could make our own stew on the way here."

He eyed the table dubiously, he could lift it onto his lap, or he could pull the chair away and kneel..kneeling seemed less destructive. He tugged the chair back and knelt, the height was just about right then if he leaned back. "Sorry," he shrugged, "My height comes from my mother, my father is tiny and spunky." He chuckled.

"Are triplets common in births?" he asked curious. "My family and I sort of live outside the main flow of society so I've never seen one. Our extended family lives on the other side of Tale and they don't travel much."

He felt very awkward, he didn't even fit the table, what must they think?

Well at least they handn't commented on his impromptu rearranging of the furniture, but the silence had been a bit awkward. Poor Ime, poor Thorn...poor Namora. "Triplets would be quite the handful."

He chuckled at the spoon pointing. " I liked to explore too, but there wasn't much in Tale cept the odd angry scorra that I often saw, the kinfa were very reclusive where I was so I couldn't go chasing after them." He worried that he would run out of things to talk about pretty soon. "Do you have a familiar Namora?" He asked. That seemed safer then making small talk about the cooking, and what kind of meat it might be. His nerves were going to be shot after this, and he would just melt onto Ime when they were alone and everything would be fine, he could do this. "I tried my hand at sailscales but they were more difficult then I expected."

"Yes from Tale, my parents are kind of drifters so we set up little camps and move as we like, never inside the big cities, she wasn't even in one when she had me, they called the midwife out and Dad helped how he could. Usually we are close to some of the cities but not close enough to get too many visitors. My parents prefer a quiet life." He was relaxing in increments now, slowly getting to the point of being comfortable.

"Ive heard of capramel, but I've never seen one. Are they terribly big?" Odd question coming from someone so large himself. "Have you lived in Sauti your whole life? What is it like in winter?" If this was summer he could just imagine winter. It was weird to be covered up so much, it wasn't that it was that shockingly cold, just chill, very chill unless you were in the sun.

Thorn smiled, "Oh thank you!" He put the pillow under his knees and sighed with relief, they were strong knees to be sure but well he was a big man and gravity was not the kind mistress always. The stew was very good, he did notice the lack of meat and resolved to go hunting and hopefully not get clobbered himself, he thought his coordination might have improved some since his last boughts of beast battles but it was always better to be well prepares especially in a place like Sauti.

He had asked what breech was when Ime had told him not too long ago, it didn't sound at all comfortable and he was kind of grateful that he couldn't have that happen then again he would be helpless to those to whom it could happen.

As for the stupid racist icelings they were just lucky his Ime was there and took pity on them and their unborn child, that man could have lost both and he was so proud of Ime for being so strong under such difficult conditions. Would he be in that position someday? Would it be worth the scare?

"The stew is exellent, very hearty." He sighed with pleasure, nothing felt better then a full stomach especially of such succulent fare. He put his misgivings behind him and focused on the food idly listening to the conversation.

"Yup I was very lucky that she was there, magic sure comes in handy though I can't conjure up much myself my mother can, she's a shaman, she taught me simple things but I wasn't that into it to deserve learning the really cool stuff. I think Dad is allergic to it but he puts up with her antics because he loves her and she is amazing."

Thorn scraped out his bowl, "Where do I put this, can I help at all?" The stew was excellent and very filling, Ime's Ma was an excellent cook.

He had to be careful not to blatently show how much he cared for Ime and had to catch himself not only with his mouth but with his hands as well. He wanted to hold her hand, brush hair from her lovely eyes, a color he had never seen before and hoped he would see every day for the forseeable future. Who knew that acting "normal" (as normal as he got), would be so hard.

Thorn by now was much less nervous, he had accepted Namora as part of his family and knowing what he looked at since he was sure she knew he said the first thing that came to his mind.

"I love her. I want to make her happy and make sure she is save so all of the above plus more." He looked out the door, "I would step into fire for her. She saved me when she didn't have to, and shes been saving me everyday since." He let what he felt for her show on his face for a moment then shuttered it.

"I know I'm not the best catch, a wanderer form an odd family but well I want to be the best catch for her."