"Bed? Already?" Yren smiled brightly and stepped into the room, the tray balanced on his arm delicately. He had done just as Tathar had directed, a small jar of blackberry jam resting beside the steaming scones. "Good morning Josk." He hummed softly and set the tray down on the desk, a delicate lily made out of the leftover apple skins lying beside them.
He ran a hand back through his hair and yawned, moving to stand beside Tathar and glance around the room. It was nice, different from anything he had seen before but certainly nice. Back in his home to the north there was considerably less wood, everything smooth and covered in thick blankets and furs. "Oh..well...I did want to say thank you for helping me earlier, it must have been a bother..." He continued to smile gently and stare off into space, playing with his fingers nervously.