Your OC meets a very polite elf.

LemonTeaRain

Gold quickly took Mila's hand in his own linen-covered one after it had been offered, leading Mila through bumpy, pebble-filled streets.  His pace was quick and his strides were likely longer than Mila's,  but he made sure to stay aware of how fast Mila was following. For if Mila could not keep up, it was easy for him to slow down. 

"Would you like me to make some food for you? It would not be difficult for me to accomplish and it will help replenish any lost energy. I have not yet eaten today, and Freddy would be upset if he came to find out."

Sh_dz8

Gold tried not to recall the feeling of a bullet flying but not flying past his face in a similar way, shutting his eyes in a minute flinch. Some now-shorter strands of hair dangle before his eyes, and the healer looks more than a little offended. He was not sure if Tigress knew or practiced the tradition, but it was incredibly rude to cut noticeable bits of hair from an Elf’s head. Regardless,  Gold was aware his life was not in imminent peril, so it was no use getting too upset visibly. 

"You have...good aim. I do hope that you refrain from doing away with life in the practice of this activity."

ShiftingFoxx (I keep forgetting to add this, I'm so sorry ;;)

Gloves? It seemed like a fairly odd time of year to be dressing in such a way, although she couldn't entirely blame him if it was an attempt to avoid the cold. If she could stand the feel of wearing them, perhaps she would have done to same to avoid coming across a chill at any time. Still, she doubted he had the same hatred of the cold she did, and he didn't seem like the kind of man to commit crimes... Perhaps it was just another mystery for the 'ask later' pile.

When they began to walk, Mila kept pace with him, albeit having to do quite a bit of work to maintain his speed. Her magic's presence dulled significantly as she stopped actively seeking out the world ahead of her, instead simply focused on the shadows cast around them.

"I'd absolutely love some food, Gold," Mila responded with a smile. "We can sit and eat together, so you're not upsetting whoever Freddy is." 

LemonTeaRain

Gold was internally quite glad that he could continue to make haste towards his dwelling, as by now he was sure to have another child with a bruise that needed healing looking for him on his one day off for the month. Most avoided the healer Witch that lived with him, Candor, due to his very stoic and rather off-putting attitude.  He was also glad that both Candor and his brother were working on his day off, instead of having nothing to do.  

That being said, Gold was quickly approaching a shadow larger than that of any other in the area. He slowed his pace as he neared the door to his home, reaching out his free hand to turn a decidedly golden doorknob. It held traces of magic similar to Gold's,  but also of two other distinct people. 

The inside of the home was rather bright, with its source being several magic candles. Gold breathed in the air of his dwelling and released Mila's hand with a sigh.

"Yes, indeed. There is a loveseat and two armchairs to your left centered around a oval coffee table, if you would like to rest your body. Please do be aware of the magically-charged crystals kept in the drawer beside the loveseat, as that may be uncomfortable to sit by. I will be in the room straight ahead to gather drinks and cook. Is there a beverage that you would prefer,  should I have it?"

Sh_dz8

"Why would you end a life? Surely being an annoyance does not warrant that?" Gold’s eyes widen at the notion of Tigress being a killer, his stance tensing again. If he knew that Tigress didn't have a good reason for killing, then he'd... He would need to get her out of here, surely. Well. At least tell her to leave.

ShiftingFoxx

The warning about the crystals was appreciated, and his description of the room gave her a helpful idea of what shadow belonged to which object. Using that, she was able to navigate fairly easily, without having to spend time working out what she was stood near. 

"I have no preference, whatever you come across first that isn't too cold is good enough for me." Mila responded, moving away to sit on the armchair that felt furthest from extra magic. "Thank you for this." She ran one hand across the fabric, quietly assessing what it might be, then sat back and relaxed a little. After such an eventful time, it was delightful to be hosted by a friend and to be just a little more certain of her surroundings than she would have been without him. It brought a small smile to her face. 

Sh_dz8

Gold glared dissapprovingly at Tigress as he clasps his hands together, taking a step backwards once more. "I do not think that I am of annoyance,  I simply am pointing things out to you that I think could be improved upon."

LemonTeaRain

Gold hums an affirmative note, bowing his head to Mila again. How great it was to have a guest within his walls! It warmed his heart to see someone new taking rest on the velvet-like wool of the armchair upholstery,  and it brightened his day to be cooking for more than his usual people. 

"It is of no issue for me, Mila," Gold reassures, just moments from crossing the threshold into the kitchen. He already knew what to make the two of them—A sound cup of iced calendula tea. It would not make either of them tired, it would be refreshing, and would expedite the repairs of a worn body. 

So as the Elf began to work away, the smell of burning wood drifted through the air. While boiling the water for the tea, he hopelessly deliberated between what dish to make. Meat came but once a year to Kingdom (which that time was far from there) ,  and every household elected one member of the house to join that hunt. He didn't want to make either of his typical ration dishes, for while they were good, he was afraid of falling into habit and letting his magic mingle with the ingredients.  ...Oh! That's it, that's what he'd make! Quickly returning to work, the Elf began to chop up vegetables, cheese, and bread. Mila would love this for sure, he knew!

ShiftingFoxx

Mila settled into the armchair, letting out a soft sigh. She didn't realize just how much walking she had done until she finally stopped and relaxed, at which point it hit her like a spooked horse dragging behind it an unwilling carriage of people. A day's worth of walking was enough to tire anyone out, and now nestled so comfortably in the velvety embrace of the chair it seemed like the urge to sleep was beckoning her from every corner.

Still, she wasn't one to sleep in a new and unfamiliar place, and though that burning smell was most certainly under control, she'd rather not risk it. Instead of allowing herself to grow too comfortable, she sat up and opened up the main pouch on her belt, emptying its contents into her lap. The witch carefully set everything back into the pouch in order of importance, with the things she felt she was less likely to require sitting at the bottom and more important things resting at the top. 

Her hands brushed against an enchanted yellow ribbon, causing her to pause. It was the colour of a protected friend, of a non-thief who was a respected ally or merchant to the guild. She knew it's colour thanks to the enchantment - specifically designed to be nothing more than an identifier, her guild had developed rank-specific ribbons that any member could use to prove themselves, either thanks to the colour or the enchantment. The magic that caused it was safely locked within it's fibres, causing her no irritation. Considering her own black ribbon acted as the laces for one of her boots, it made sense that they were designed not to bother her. Though Mila doubted it would ever prove particularly useful to Gold, considering he may never even meet a single guild member, she still planned to give it to him as a little symbol of respect and an assurance of his safety, should he ever find himself lost in the streets of Iorus.

LemonTeaRain

As Mila rested her body and went through her things, Gold was hard at work. The sizzle of liquid evaporating on a hot cooking device was joined by the whistle of the tea kettle on the same stove. He took the kettle off the heat and obtained two cups, pouring a portion of the water into each cup and inserting the calendula flowers, among other floral nectar and a little bit of lemon.  He placed the cups under a small glass dome to let them steep and cool (if only a little) while he focused on making the best melted cheese and vegetable sandwich that Mila has ever tasted. Again, he'd make pasta but he's gotten into the habit of infusing that recipie with healing magic and he's gotten rather opposed to eating it. He was quite a fast cook.

((Holdup lemme redo yours then Sh_dz8))

Sh_dz8

"Fruits?" Gold inquires, tapping his chin. He was quite glad to be on another topic aside from violence.  "I know of many fruits, most commonly strawberries or apples, but Kingdom does not often have access to them. Our diet usually consists of wheat and wheat-related products, berries, and vegetables.  Occasionally we will receive dairy products from trading, and we only eat meat but once a year. Would it be to your liking to see the berries first? If not, what would you like to see first?"

ShiftingFoxx

Mila carefully tied the ribbon to her belt so she wouldn't lose it nor forget about it, then continued on sorting through her things. She listened absently to the sound of Gold working in the kitchen, pleased when she heard the sound of a kettle. She'd grown familiar with that whistle when drinking tea at Charlotta's cottage, and though it wasn't her favourite drink in the world, she definitely hoped to find it here. Something hot, something familiar... A nice way to rehydrate while also knowing exactly what she was faced with. Perfection.

LemonTeaRain

Just as the tea was steeped to perfection, Gold had finished both sandwiches and plated them. He took the dome away from the pair of cups before gingerly removing the plants (aside from the lemon slice) from the completed tea. Now, balancing the cups and plates in his hands, he returns to the sitting room and placed his food and drink on the table. He continued to hold Mila's in his hands, prepared to hand it to her. He did not take much notice or intrigue over what Mila had in her bag—It was quite rude to look, and it was also normal for a traveler to take inventor of their things once in a safe area. 

"Both food and beverage have been prepared,  Mila. Would you like to remain seated where you are now, or would you like to sit at the coffee table?" Gold asked, a smile tracing his face. "It is calendula tea and a vegetable-and-cheese sandwich."

Sh_dz8

The smile on Tigress's face brings Gold much joy, and almost immediately does his tension fade.

"Of course! We usually gather our berries outside of the castle walls, but as of this year the bushes in the Third Royal Garden are of maturity to harvest from in the winter. I shall lead you there now," He says,  dipping his head to Tigress before turning to begin traveling one of the curved pebble streets.