"Indeed? You must still be affected by whatever put you under for so long. Please, our house is yours while you recover," says Tarah. Still smiling, she turns to head back out of the room. "I was just about to put supper on the table," she calls back as she disappears, "you are welcome to join us." Voryn lingers a moment longer, his gaze still upon you. You can see suspicion in his eyes and your mind claws for a name to give him, but what should be easily recalled seems lost forever. Finally Voryn grunts and turns to exit the room.