She nodded "That sounds fancy." She drank to the toast also, and watched him cooking, the warmth of the fire was comforting and the noises of the night were relaxing. The peace was easier to deal with then she had originally thought it would have been. The one thing she feared coming here wasn't going to be a problem.
She looked at the hairbrush slightly confused before nodding "If you want to, you are more then welcome." She had never had anyone offer to do that, not even her father who was always too busy. She took another sip of her drink before slipping her jacket off, it wasn't as cold as she had expected it to be. The scar on her throat was just visible in the light of the fire, as were a number of smaller ones on the inside of her right arm. "As long as there are no needles, I'm happy." she answered, moving slightly closer to him.
