Godr smiled at the young woman, though her reply made clear she was not a lady. He wasn't usused to that kind of reaction - and wasn't bothered by it. "This is not our farm, no. I am not certain - sucked?" Godr knew the word, but not her use of it. "But we appear to have been transported. You were as well, I presume." Which meant she had no more idea where they were than they did. Her dialect was not one he was used to.
At least Daywnfyre was content. She'd bounded over to Frost the moment the meal appeared and was eating quickly. Apparently she could manage to eat the meat bits in one bite. And her playful attitude meant she would sometimes try to take a bite from the piece in Frost's mouth.