"Considering the things that have been thrown at me lately, a pie was quite the novelty." Which was why he'd been amused. Far better than random pieces of scrap metal, or a bottle, or bric-a-brac.

"Do we dare venture outside of the school grounds to see if the town has a tavern, while I hear this story of a teenaged Rosh?" That hint of mischief was back in blue-green eyes. Really, it had never left.