The Medicine Seller certainly seemed to be enjoying the meal, spooning meat and vegetables and sipping broth from the bowl. He was about to mention the fish he caught when Arthur pointed out his own words to him.

He smiled; a small one, but the sharp and chilly features softened, and there was a warmth behind his eyes.

"It would seem as though I have."

Much sooner than he expected, but glad of it all the same.

"A little fuzzier than I left you, but in much better health."