"Yes" Fimble says, smiling at the others with great warmth, "soup would be just the thing to rest our nerves after that ordeal. And you may call me Doublebat" he says with a grin.
He looks up at Gwen, furrowing his brows in mock sternness. "And please, my dear. If you do decide to go that Dragon Hoard place, please let me know before you leave. Someone will have to watch over you big folk, and make sure you don't step on more ogrish trouble!"
And with that he shines a dazzling smile and knocks himself loudly on his tiny torso.