"Perhaps." he answered flatly, a hint of bitterness creeping into his words. "Though as it is, I feel I've lost my one asset while regaining little of what was taken from me."<br/><br/>The gryphon lifted his head from the table, peering in the direction of the serving staff; a great, bassy rumble echoed from his stomach, and a steady click-click-click came from below the table as he tapped a talon impatiently on the floor. Still, one does not look a gift horse in the mouth (even if, at the moment, a horse would do a better job of sating his hunger), so rather than dwelling on his stomach he quickly shifts topics.<br/><br/>"And what of yourself, Brother Al? You have asked me much of my past, but said nothing of your own; if were are to grow closer, I wish to know more about you."