Blacktail Deer Plateau Pudding and fish fingers.

The man was sharp-tongued and uninterested in what Njal had to say, which came as a surprise to him. More because he personally did not know what to expect. It was clear by Peregrine's language that he was either under great stress, or truly disinterested in Njal's attempts to convey information. He took it all in with a nervous silence surrounding him. The man's cursing and subsequent refusal to talk about his own family was met with a blank look. He should not have asked and the result was understandable - but still, Njal felt the rejection of the other, and made as if to leave. He stalked a few paces backward and in the process left the fish behind, with barely any glance towards the gifts he had chosen to bestow upon the cantankerous youth. "I will take your sentiments back to her." The man gruffly stated, this time with little warmth as it was clear warmth was not necessary here. With a bow of his head signalling the end of the abrupt meeting Njal began to turn away in earnest, and without further prompting he would make his way from the plateau's edge and towards the river again, perhaps to snake his way back the way he had come. He held Peregrine's response in his mind but did not reflect upon it too much; so far his attempts at being a proper outrider were not going as planned.