"Matt, darling, you need to have more food in the house. Who knows if we'll have such a storm that going outside is a terrible idea? I won't have you starving. D'you have anyone living with you? I'll bring you lot some stock." Hawke has made herself something of a mother hen in the community, and she doesn't regret it in the least. She often checked in on her friends and their lives, so it's simply her nature.

"Oh, yes! I thought that was interesting. I've been working on mine. The instructions were helpful as I know how to make most of it, but not all." Hawke probably should have questioned it more, but it seems relatively harmless, being a gift and all. She didn't know the name she was given. "Apparently they don't know how to communicate with you, which is terribly rude. What's the keywords? Maybe I can help."