Vena is distracted for a moment by the need to share her opinion, brightening up and propping herself on her elbows. "They're so good! The best ones have carrot and mutton! Or apples, with sweet cheese! And sometimes they fry them, and they're crispy..."

She frowns, trying to get back on the more serious topic and keep track of what she's actually heard with her ears versus the more intense tumult of other information. That guard is still bored and daydreaming about fish! It's like tasting dumplings and army camp fare and unadorned game and sweet flaky fresh fish all at the same time, and now she's hungry. It would be fun to talk about food and she's pretty sure if they went to the refectory now she could steal something...

"But this is important," Vena says, a little to herself. "You know why people are scared of you. Master's so beat up and she won but you're..." She waves her hand at Guts, unthinkingly using Lashan's same gesture.