Marcel took off his big coat and hung it on the hanger pole near the door, "Would you like a drink?" he asked Emma, who had just sat down at the tavern's table chair.
Emma shook her head with a smile at the man who was now only wrapped in a black turtle neck knitted sweater, "Thank you. I'm not thirsty."
Lilian came out of the kitchen, "Emma can get her own drink here. She's been with me almost a day-long and had time to help me cook for a while in the kitchen." she explained as she joined the two youth at the tavern table.
Marcel looked at Emma with a bit of surprise, "Oh.. You were?" Emma just shrugged her shoulders. "Looks like you two get close easily."
"Actually, I asked Emma to spend New Year's Eve here with us. That's because she doesn't have any family in Handway." Lilian held Emma's shoulder warmly.
Marcel nodded lightly, "That's fine. You can stay here as long as you want, Emma."
