( its curious that he'd bother to play along. he'd know of her acquaintance with thancred, and while he'd been doubtful before in his conversation with the other archon, the acceptance of this is off-putting.

so she's decided that it leaves an odd taste on her tongue, and she'd rather address the air than let it sit. with a bit of a sigh, she scans the rooftop venue for a familiar bottle. if he truly wants to talk about bread after, then, by all means. )

I think there's the more pressing conversation we ought to have, and I'd prefer to be seated as it may be something of a longer discussion. Away from the loud chatter, if this is amenable.