Nari's more than happy to trade water for jam and biscuits, balancing her half-eaten one (jam side up, of course) precariously on her knee to take the glass and raise it in thanks before taking a drink.

"Any worthy challengers thus far?" she asks, "or has everyone who thought about it been vaguely intimidated by your stretching and then caused to summarily flee when they realized you were also a mage?"