O-oh. [ she is taken aback. her heart is warmed. she catches her breath a moment and (so bolstered by his courteous reply) dives into the matter dearer to her purpose: ] ...I pray you'll join us for more in future. [ she cannot say his name. it feels so callous. ]

All who helped us in that time deserve more than a single meal. They deserve all of my city's hospitality. I name you a Shield of the Cothromach, if you will accept to be named so. These streets will always be open to you.

[ and he in turn, she hopes, will always be open to helping her. ]