Vogg would be lying if said he hadn't been caught off guard by how suddenly Edwyn appeared. He silently berated himself for getting so distracted by the food that he hadn't been paying attention to those who moved about his surroundings. He folded himself closer to the counters, his free hand moving to his belt where his slingshot sat in case he needed it.
He watched Edwynn with careful eyes, intrigued by the foreign man who spoke his language, but still not willing to trust the man. He sat there for several seconds, not moving an inch, even as Edwynn set out the food and juice for him. A few more appraising moments, before Voggs hunger got the best of him and he slipped off the counter (bread still firmly in hand) as he moved to the table.
"Thank you." Vogg said in his native language, before tucking into the food like a wild man.