It was easy for Nadya to follow Frost's lead into that dining hall and to sit at one of those long tables. It was far less so to convince her body to swallow and not revolt and the few bites of the mash she was able to force down. Nadya pushed that bowl away with the excuse of being too full so as to not offend the others around her. "It's ok, I'll manage." She shook her head in reassurance to Frost. It had been many years since she had gone without a meal but she did remember pilfering from food vendors once a day when she first struck out on her own. The last thing she wanted was for Frost to take more risk on her account. She was sure she could go a day or two.

Nadya really didn't have time to explain any of that before a woman and her child approached, tapping Frost's shoulder. Frost's attention perhaps was too preoccupied on the woman at first but Nadya saw that flash of violet of the little girl's eyes to know right away. She had his eyes; a rare color that immediately singled her out. Frost had never once mislead her about his past here, about the women he had slept with and the possible amount of children he had. In one part of her mind she did know it was a possibility to run into at least one of them and in another part she had completely forgotten about them. Nadya turned her attention away from Frost and Aurora, bringing it back to the empty bowl that now sat in front of her.

It brought a slight pain to her chest, knowing and seeing are far two different things. Although Frost said it could be possible for them to have one of their own she knew the chances were far less than how easily he had perhaps come by these ones. How even more out of place she felt in that moment.

Nadya glanced up when Frost turned back to the table, meeting his gaze as his fingers barely brushed hers. How much she wanted to wrap her arm around his and relish in that simple closeness he allowed in public. Here and now she knew very well would be unacceptable and surely raise alarm even with his feminine illusion. Nadya managed a soft smile, "Of course, they're your children, you should get to meet them." She definitely didn't want him to feel like he had to push any of them away. "If you wanted, after, to take them back with us...to have them closer." Wouldn't he want to bring them back and have them a part of the pack? At very least Nadya had been expecting that of his mother, perhaps in her own house though if that's what she wanted.

Frost whisked off though leaving her to follow the flow of their table once they began to rise and meander back out of the building. Nadya wasn't sure how far she could amble in no known direction before being noticed. Luckily she didn't have to think about that when Frost reappeared, shoving apples into her hands as she quickly followed his directions and hid them under her shirt. "Thank you." Nadya nudged his shoulder with hers slightly in lightheartedness as those waves of emotions began to settle. He cared and that she would never question.

Once back in Gaeska's home, she perched on the side of the bed beside her stolen apples and began to nibble at one. While they waited for people to start showing up she cautiously broached the subject. "...Do you not remember them...the women?" It was curious for her how Frost couldn't remember any of the women he had slept with. It wasn't like she wanted him to be thinking of those times when with her but...was she forgettable...would he not remember their time? Their time together seemed like he was a very active participant when it came to sex after all.