Claire has yet to live to see that day, but she will, and that's enough to make her smile in gratitude at his words. Her hand squeezes his in thanks before she glances toward a window with a slightly worried expression.

"Thank you, Achilles. I hope that here, you're able to build up a family of your own. It isn't only blood that creates bonds, after all. And now if you'll excuse me, I think I'm going to chack to be sure any stragglers outside are on their way in. It looks rather nasty out, and only getting worse. But please, stay and enjoy the rest of the food and mead," she offers as she rises.