He was just pulling off his second sock when Anne came in with the wood. She dumped it on the hearth, tossed a couple of logs on the fire, poked at it a little, then brushed herself down and turned to Alfric.
"Fresh clothes are on the chair, put those out in the hall after. Looks like they need a good bath too, better t' leave em on if you ask me." When she laughed she sounded like a kettle coming to the boil, her teeth were wonky and unappealing, but Alfric couldn't help but smile a little.
"Thank you." He said.
She bowed her head slightly, then left, pulling the door shut behind her.