[The tradition of hospitality flourishes from the belief that any stranger who arrives at one's door could be a deathless god under guise of mortal man: thus he ought to be treated to food and drink and gifts, lest the wrath of a god be incurred.]

I too have gifts to bestow upon you, yet this shall wait until we have enjoyed our wine - I would not wish to hasten you out the door when you have only just sat down.

[For among the Achaeans, a guest receives his gifts upon the conclusion of his visit, as a means of sending him home with blessing. And so, Achilles lifts his cup to his lips and lets flow the sweet wine; he then admires again the gifts Graham has brought for him.]

I have found myself wanting for a shield, since Koltira did rend the face of that which the smith god forged for me upon my mother's entreaties. Once again, just as on that day when first we met, you have given me the means by which to defend myself.