Yeblin comes back with two mugs in hand. Inside is some fresh limonades he just made for the kids. Among the mugs, Gorash recognize his personal mug. "I've put the soup on the fire. It should be ready in less then fifteen minutes, just to gives the time for the soup to boil. Here some fresh limonades, tasty and sweety, like all youngs kenders like it. I suppose you'll like it too." he hands both mugs to the two kids. "Chickens and noodle soup, with a touch of herbs to give more taste. By the end, I'll add a few fresh vegetable to make the soup more consistant and to keep the freshness of the vegetables. I'll bring a bread with that and some butter. Nothing better when your sick, and it fill the belly. You'll like that. It was what my mother gaves me everytimes I was sick. You'll see kids, you'll like it. Well, I have a few minutes before going back into the kitchen." Yeblin takes his Chapak, and put the haft on his mouth, and start to play a joyous song with rythme and spirit.