Exton

The food arrives just as Guunnar approaches.

"Ach... ist gut! I am not late! I not haf to fight for food!"

There is good-natured laughter around the table. Gunnar pulls out a chair next to Star. Leaning close, he motions to the fruit and winks at her.

"Vell? Vat ve vaiting fur? Little Sister ist hungrig! Ve need to make her proper Viking bride. Needs meat on her bones."

He looks over the table and puts a wedge of melon on her plate, then grapes, reaching to grab some wings. Star rests her hand on his, shaking her head, appalled at her plate.

"Dese? Ach no. Dese little tings are fur mich."

He nibbles off the meat, turning his mustache red from the sauce. Star watches, fighting back a giggle.  One of the babies giggles and Guunnar looks around the table.

"Vat?'

Keon points at his own upper lip, hiding a smile.

Guunnar grins. He winks at Star "Am saving taste fur later."

Fighting a giggle, Star frowns at him and hands him a napkin, pointing at the babies. "B-bb-babies are less mes-ssy."

Guunnar sighs overdramatically, making a big show of wiping his mustache clean.

"Besser?"

Star grins and nods, her eyes flashing with color.

"It is gut to see your eyes so happy, Little Sister. Almost as happy as Alise, ja?"

Something catches his eye. Cassie is talking to the fox boy and a little redhead, but her eyes keep straying to Keon. "Ke, somevone ist watching you."

Gunnar takes more food, looking up at the silence. "Vat? Alise not tell you? Ach. It ist her news. I am hungrig. I eat."