Raylan grinned crookedly, eyebrows lifted in obvious amusement. "Well, that is new. Someone akin to royalty that has a sense of situational awareness and half decent common sense. Good. It's no offense to your station or your world, of course, but most of us only know one or two royal families and their place in the world is largely gone. Not too many people would accept the.. formalities required, even if they knew what they were."

More than satisfied with Dorian's answer, Raylan re-opened the fridge and examined the goods.

"Simple would be bacon and eggs. Twenty minutes and I can panfry you some chicken." Rosemary, lemon, they had the goods. "It'd be terribly in hospitable to let you starve."