Now that he wasn't so ravenous after the first bowl, some of his reason returned to him. As she gave him the second bowl, he made sure to politely take it and bow his head.<br/><br/>"Thank you, Mistress," he answered.<br/><br/>He hesitated awkardly, feeling suddenly uncomfortable eating in front of her. He glanced up at her, but before he could say or do anything, she told him to eat the soup, and some fruit as well. He felt a struggling battle of impulses. Finally, his instinct to obey took over and he ducked his head, beginning to spoon mouthfuls of soup slowly.