Marcial chuckled once again, a little more loudly this time. Attempting to call out to the kitchen, he replied, "Oh, don't feel bad about anything, Miss! It's pretty commonplace for people to assume that of people like us ever since the man who took the position before us wasn't necessarily the best for the job... Ha ha!"<br/><br/>As Axe walked into the room holding the plate of food, Marcial could not help but smile at her act of kindness. Not only would the skipped meal be a problem of the past, but he did not have to get up and go back to the palace for a platter of sausages. "Oh, thank you," the advisor cooed. "My, I didn't expect this to be honest..." Patting Nit's back with gentle force, Marcial motioned them as if trying to say, "That's for you."<br/><br/>And that was when they shifted into a completely different person.<br/><br/>It begun with eye dilation, again. Except this time their pupil became significantly smaller, focusing particularly on the minced meat atop the fries. Nit grunted multiple times as they flicked their head upwards about as many times until it snapped open from the nine o'clock side to their eye, revealing a monstrous, drool-drenched maw. They snatched the fries from Axe's hands, and immediately began tearing the dish apart, slobber and food dripping all over their suit, much to the horror of Marcial. Nit mainly focused on devouring the meaty bits due to being carnivorous, although they gobbled up a tad bit of cheese and fries here and there due to being so famished. After finishing, they used their freakishly long and purple tongue to pick up any leftovers around their mouth and near invisible fangs, coating them with dense, sticky saliva.<br/><br/>Nit showed little interest in the beverage, but they took it anyways just to down their meal, which could not have lasted any more than half a minute. They snapped towards Marcial, who then proceeded to use a handkerchief to tidy up their face. "Thank you," they mumbled simply, scratching their stomach.