"A wee girl? That's fantastic," Gwyn said with a grin. "Don' really know ya, but I feel like you'll be a great uncle."
Ah, the abrupt subject change. Some things were universal.
"Me? No, haven' had the chance. I was just about to when I heard you shout. Care to take a turn? Get the lay of the place?"
Her stomach chose that moment to rumble noisily, and she pressed a hand to it even as she gave an embarrassed laugh. "Lord, but I must be half-starved. Haven't a clue how long I was unconscious. You?"