Alander was at his kitchen counter, a large chunk of red meat on his counter. It was laid flat, a bowl of local nuts and berries next to him. He was preparing a roast, spreading the nuts and berries on the meat before folding it over and binding it shut with twine. He spread a few spices over the surface before placing it on a little stone tablet and sliding it into the oven just above the fire of his hearth.

He turned his head, eyeing his front door for longer than a few seconds. If he was to be honest, he hoped the dragon would refuse. It would be much easier to do what needed to be done if it was just him and Arzu. He turned to eye the closed door of his over almost thoughtfully.

He perked up as he heard movement outside his door, turning to make his way over and open it, to let him back in. And he did, putting a polite smile on his face. It dropped for a moment, eyes falling on the woman from earlier. And another, red haired and wild eyed. Demon. Half-demon. His nostrils flared slightly and he turned to Arzu.

"It seems you found another..." he mumbled, voice low, jerking his head toward the half-demon at his door. "Is she to join us for dinner as well?"