"Hmm?" V looked to Artemis and swallowed, "CC'll be fine." he mumbled, "He brings me scraps, misorders, leftovers, and the like." he wipes his hand on his pants before turning fully to look at her again. "As for hours, pretty much whenever. I usually run it by when CC comes to bring me food." he smiled sheepishly and leaned on his desk, his tail settled on the surface.