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Darnell: *gently presses his head over hers, "hugging" her as best he can* You're going to be all right now, Kendra. I promise. You and your brother both.

Kendra: I know.

Darnell: Good. *snuggles her* Good girl, Kendra. *just...loves on her as they head for breakfast*

Khal: *leads them into a private dining room that's already been set with lots of food*

Darnell: *blinks in surprise, the few of them aren't going to be able to eat all that, especially those who probably aren't even used to eating a "normal" amount* Are we expecting more people?

Khal: No, sir.

Darnell: *small, crooked grin* I think we're going to have a lot of leftovers, then. Thank you, Captain Khal. And please give our thanks to those who prepared all this for us.

Khal: Yes, sir. *he’ll smile as he turns to head out.*

Raida: *just to help put Talim and the kids, and perhaps even Wes at ease about eating too, she’ll go sit and start filling a plate for herself. She doesn’t mind serving Darnell, but she’s making a point for the other slaves, they can eat as equals, and so Darnell can get his own plate.*