Artimer looked over the food that was displayed over the table top. All of it was raw, and ready for only a dragon to eat. This made his blood boil even more that the mage would even dare to show such disrespect for him and Clairissa. Turning to the mage he grabbed him by the skirt collar and lifted him off the ground just a little bit, "Where is the food for my pet, leech? Was it not clear to you that she would be eating with me? Or do you need your eyes checked?" With that he tossed the mage to the side and towered over him. "Now get up, quit your meaningless sniffling and cook her some food and bring it to me." With that Artimer sat heavily onto the chair and started to casually eat at the raw meat. this was not poisoned he learned that the moment he brought the food to his mouth.<br/><br/>'Clairissa I am so sorry about eating like this in front of you, please try not to get sick. Please don't be made at me for treating you like this." He gave her a look that showed how sorry he was for subjecting her to this, but it was there and gone in seconds as he kept on eating.<br/><br/>After close to fifteen minutes Darrel walked into the dinning room carrying a plate of food, there was mostly cooked meat and some greens on there, more because he did not want to be yelled at again or treated like an underling. He watched as Artimer made a show of sniffing the food. Darrel knew there was no poisons on the food as poisoning the bitch would have been to good for anyone of her kind.<br/><br/>After sniffing the food he handed it to Clairissa and gave her a soft, almost loving, command, "go on, eat up." This made Darrel fume that the human would receive more respect from the dragon. When Artimer looked back at Darrel he sneered and growled at him to get out of the dining room. Darrel left the room in a hurry.