Khaat was quiet while she was eating her scones and fruit. She obediently drank her coffee, which Angus had laced with her potions, and Angus refilled it, promising her just straight coffee this time. Brian refilled his own coffee and sat down with her, peeling a fresh orange.
"Brian," she asked. "Any chance that we could go out today? I feel like I've been under lock and key forever. I really would like to go out."
"If you like. Any place in particular?"
"No, not really. Shopping maybe?"
"If you want. Or how about a trip to a vineyard? I know one we haven't been to that I think you would enjoy, and there wouldn't be quite so much walking for you."
"I need to be able to walk again, Brian, and without my cane."
"Give it time," he frowned. "You are mightly impatient. Vineyard today, total recovery tomorrow. Okay?"
"Okay. Angus, can you make the arrangements?"
"There aren't many to make, but certainly," Angus smiled. He looked at the others. "If you're going along, you'll need jeans, boots, a warm jacket, gloves, and probably a hat. You're going to be roughing it a little, Boys and Girls."
"Roughing it?" she looked at Brian, a bit of a smile on her face.