Brother Vernasus stares solemnly at the small man.<br/><br/>I was... meditating.<br/><br/>Vernasus shakes his head, attempting to dislodge a particularly persistent thought from his mind.<br/><br/>Regardless, I'm sure we've had this conversation before, Korsarro... not all problems can be solved by shoving meat into them. Now kindly cease waving that arm in front of me, lest I take it from you and beat you with it.