Martyn and Raya walked into the dining room as well.

Falchion smiled and waved to them.

Martyn grinned and waved at her. "Hello, Mrs. Clen."

"Enjoying your time so far away from home?" Falchion asked him.

Martyn grimaced. "A little. I think Raya likes it more than I do though."

Falchion grinned. "I suppose it does take some getting used to, and she's done more travel than you have."

Martyn grinned. "Still, I think I'll always like my familiar hills, and trees, and fields the best..."

"Probably you will," Falchion said. "I know there's nothing quite like home, particularly since it took me a long time to find mine."

Martyn frowned and looked at her inquisitively.

Falchion shrugged. "A permanent and in one place home, I mean. I wandered a lot when I was younger."