Andreas held in a groan. He sincerely hoped the potatoes and corn were to round out Koda’s diet, or else Asalia was going to try to make him eat vegetables again. The only vegetables he wanted were the three stiffs down in the freezer. Andreas was a carnivore; he hated fruits and vegetables with a passion. Maybe, just<span style="font-style: italic">maybe</span>, they might be a little bit good for him, but he didn’t give a flying fuck.<br/><br/>He was already bored listening to the bartering that was going on, so he glanced over into the living room where Saint was tending to Koda. He really was scrawny for a wolf. Hopefully, after living in his improved conditions for a while, he would start to look and feel healthier. ...Yeah, Asalia was probably buying the vegetables for Koda…<br/><br/>“You may go,” Andreas said, dismissing the farmer. He was given the promised blankets and told to stop by later with the wool he owed them. Andreas paused. If that farmer had already come, and he wasn’t scheduled until after lunch….<br/><br/>“Asalia, did we miss lunch?” he asked, looking at the clock. It was already one o’clock. “Hmm… I suppose we’ll have it now then.”