The remaining papers looked like nothing but Guild minutiae, the myriad of things Raine was keeping track of. The thing she'd shuffled away, if Cain had gotten a brief look at it, looked somewhat like the elven she'd been teaching him, but sharper, more carefully interlinked, and not immediately legible.

"I do eat, even on my own recognizance," she said, and it was just a little bit tart. "I can take care of myself." But she stretched, and stood, and smiled at Cain, any irritation fading rapidly. "I appreciate the thought, however, and I'd be happy to join you for lunch. Perhaps outside?"