Xion gave Oro one last skritch behind the ears for good measure and tried to stop smirking at his obvious delight and transparent attempts to be good enough so that she would kindly unwrap that delicious smelling pastry and give it to him, please and thank you.

"Tea would be lovely, thank you," she replied, smiling graciously at the older man. "It really feels like good tea weather now it's getting colder."

She set to unwrapping the sausage roll for Oro and surreptitiously studied Master Eraqus from the corner of her eye. He seemed very... proper. Tall and composed with the sort of bearing that demanded you be on your best behaviour around him, but at the same time the quiet dignity that he carried seemed to be quite soothing.

The mental image he provided though, of tall, grown up Terra being ferociously and stubbornly opposed to sweet things at the age of eight, was pretty amusing though. And sad. Fancy not enjoying sweets!

"Strawberries are delicious, I don't see how anyone wouldn't enjoy them. They're almost as good as watermelon. That's my favourite fruit, it's my second favourite food actually."

She slipped Oro the sausage roll and was careful to make sure that she didn't get a handful of grateful direwolf slobber in return.