"All right. If you say so." She didn't look completely convinced, but her expression said she'd at least take his word into heavy consideration as she disappeared into the washroom to go about some private business.
As she was already dressed, it didn't take long. Some cleaning of the mouth and face, setting of the hair, using and emptying of the waterchamber, things like that which were best done in secrecy.
After cleaning off her hands, she opened the door to the more pleasant smells of cooking food, and smiled as she made her way to the table and sat down.
"You put some different herbs in there this morning, didn't you? It smells different today. I don't mind - it smells good is what I'm trying to say," she told him.