[D1 EE] RP Thread: Bread and Salt

[Marten Tremaine]

"Of course, father," Mari murmured, seemingly distracted by something else, as she was glancing over her shoulder behind her... looking for something or someone maybe?

Frowning curiously, Marten turned to look. It took rather more effort for him to do so, however, than it took her. He grimaced as the muscles in his back resisted allowing him to rotate quite that far.

"Mari. Are you here with us?" He teased, smiling. "Don't let your mind go wandering too far, eh?"

[Mariessa Tremaine]

"Hm?" she turned back to look at her father, seemingly a little confused herself. "Oh... sorry... I thought I heard something, maybe..."

Realising how that might sound to him, she quickly picked up her goblet again. "It's nothing. Just not quite used to so many people, my ears play tricks on me." Mari offered with a reassuring smile.

[Jynessa Tremaine]

Jynessa stared at her sister, her concern poignant with her social mask removed. She took a breath and resumed her usual, poised self. "There are quite a few people here," she agreed, though without much enthusiasm in her voice.

[Marten Tremaine]

In almost any other family, that would have been the end of it. In the Tremaines....

For just a moment, Marten's gaze grew a touch concerned, a hint of something dark flashing in his eyes.

"No doubt." He said with a smile. His eyes went forward again, as he took another drink. "A long ride followed by a dinner like this can lead to that sort of thing. If I drift off and start snoring, one of you nudge me awake, eh?" He did his best to hide his grin with his hand, expecting at least one set of rolled-eyes.

[Mariessa Tremaine]

It did have the desired effect, as Mari suppressed a groan as she rolled her eyes. "Father..."

How embarrassing if their father would doze off like some old drunken lord!

[Jynessa Tremaine]

"You are not at that stage yet, father," Jyn stated gently. She then let out a soft sigh. "Father..."

[Marten Tremaine]

Marten just chuckled warmly, shaking his head as he took another bite of the dinner. One of the best things about being a father was occasionally embarrassing his children, after all.