"I grew up in France. That is a different place too. And a different time." Joan poked her head in and asked the women in the kitchen if they needed any help, then glanced back at Brook. "Would you mind helping set the food on the table? We could use an extra pair of hands, if you're willing." There was a trestle table to the side for the various finger foods to be set on for the busy activists to snack on, and it was never too early for her new young friend to get stuck in.
Joan picked up a plate of vegan savouries and held it out to Brook to take. "You have a lot of siblings. It must be good to have your brother close. I had a brother too, he was very loyal to me. Just place that on this side of the table."