“Not to worry, Tempus, I’m just as famished as you,” he laughed heartily after the statement, clapping the man on the shoulder once they were both dressed and moving up the pathways towards the main manor that stood in the very center of the expansive property. He took note of Tempus’ fine state of being. He bore no scars, he was clearly in good health with the extremely robust physique he boasted, and the clothes he donned from his prior master were quite well made. He was a cherished attribute at his former estate, there were no doubts in the young Greek’s mind. It seemed as though he’d never been treated with a harsh hand, and Eryx was of a mind to continue this line of existence for the young slave. In fact, in time, Eryx wished to offer the man his freedom. Once he’d earned the choice to stay or go Eryx fully intended to offer him just that, though he’d certainly have to work to get there.<br/><br/>The jockey was pulled from his line of thought as Tempus began to speak to him casually, chuckling softly at his own words. Eryx grinned and nodded in agreement. “Unfortunately, yes, you are quite a bit too heavy to race … But that doesn’t mean you can’t ride, I could always use help exercising the horses I don’t have time to mount, we’ll just have to make sure you’re skilled enough in the saddle to handle the animals I pair you with,” he commented pleasantly as they made their way up the steps, taking them in pairs in their hurry to reach the kitchens and gorge on some of the delectable leftovers from the nobleman’s nightly feast. “It is quite fulfilling, to have such a massive beast trust in you and put it’s full effort into pleasing you. It’s like nothing else I’ve ever done. Perhaps that’s why I love it, and why I hope you’ll grow to love it.”<br/><br/>Stepping up onto level ground again the pair of horsemen were greeted with a long row of doors on the exterior wall of the house. They moved down to the fifth door, which Eryx produced a key for from the leather pouch that was secured to the belt at his waist. He stepped through the door once it was opened, and immediately the scents of various meats, vegetables, fruits, and spices wafted through the opening into their faces. Eryx could feel saliva seeping into his mouth at a rapid pace at the mere smell of what they were about to be treated to, but he controlled the animalistic response with a firm swallow and he smiled brightly back at Tempus, motioning him further into the room full of culinary delights.<br/><br/>“On feast nights we’ll often eat what the noblemen have left behind from their meal. These are my favorite nights, the meals are absolutely delicious. Not that our regular fare isn’t tasty enough, but there’s something about expensive ingredients that really delight the mouth, I’ve found,” he explained cheerfully as he took Tempus by the hand gently to lead him forth into the bustling room. Quite a few eyes were on them, or on Tempus specifically, and a gaggle of servant girls huddled in the corner were whispering and giggling amongst themselves.