Xenophon notices that Skellig's lap has been claimed by his wife, so once the meal is done - an easy 'stew of sorts, meat and vegetables and herbs along with another flat bread - he brings over a bowl and a cup of watered wine from a skin flask.

"Thank you," Skellig says as he accepts the bowl and cup.

"I could tell she was not keen on moving," Xenophon laughs softly as he sits to eat his own. "Even as your wife, I figured...cat."