Once inside, Colin sets a chair by the fire and puts the kettle on.

"Sit," he encourages. The prettiest onion tart is selected and brought to Fíadh. Then he darts upstairs to his room and comes back with two large towels. By that time, the water is boiling, and he fills two mugs with it, plus barley and honey.

"What's your name?" he asks as he passes her a towel.