Eskel carefully sets aside his steel sword, near his jacket and turns his attention to breakfast. As usual, he eats quickly, as if accustomed food being scarce or fleetingly available. Kaer Morhen is-- or rather, was-- a place full of hungry boys and men: if you don't eat quick, you don't eat at all.

"When do you want me to come back?" He asks, speaking quietly. Léofrith won't be the first young lady he's frightened with his harsh voice and ruined face.