Stone Circle Healing Incantation

"Steph - one of Valette's, right?" Birk pretended not to know, although upon a closer inspection the girl's size, age and looks without doubt told of her origins. She was a pretty little lady with her coal-black pelt and the beautiful hazel-green eyes of her mother. Though, when they met his, for one uncomfortable moment the male had a feeling that the kid was seeing through all the careful masks and layers he had woven around his true self. Which was a nonesense, of course, but he broke the contact and looked briefly away. 

"May I interest you with food?" he asked her, happy that there was something to distract them from another staring contest. "There is not much left from the rabbit, but it's still fresh and all yours, if you want it."