He did not understand the nobles since, he merely took it as him being true to his word on silence. He laughed. “What is ours is yours, you are our guest until, I get you home.” He slid a plate with butter towards the other. “One of our girls is a nurse at a small farm. They pay her in goods so there is enough to share until winter season.” He took another bite of his bread and thought no more of the others silence. “I will find you some more clothing, once you are ready we will bathe.” He rose from the table taking another slice of bread with him and disappeared into the hive of children.