[ Tiny tief, so cose. ]

Later, don't worry about that now. Just eat something and have a drink to wash it down.

[ He sliiides in to let Molly have the benefit of his bodyheat and slings an arm around blanketed shoulders, giving a rub. Fjord balances the tray on his own lap and offers down this and that to where Molly is recovering in a ball at his side.

Lightly, he asks, ]

Do you have any leather oil left over for your boots?