Valmae ignored the cat-antics going on across the table. She could hardly fault Tabby for cozying up to a soft touch. "You're welcome," she said echoing his grin with a pleased smile. "I like having company over." She watched him eating for a moment and then offered matter of fact-ly, "you're welcome here whenever you want. It can't be easy to be Mr Rogue Irishamn Potiondealer all of the time. Just drop by and get something to eat or rest or charm the cat when you need a moment whether I'm here or not."
It would frankly make her feel better. She wasn't unduly bothered by his work or the danger he was in by choice, but as the stranger in a strange land she knew something about losing yourself and it would be a great pity if Ronan ate up Lance.