He was happy that Clairissa had not seen him shudder at the thought of eating greens. Her next statement made him completely forget about eating greens. "Artimer... What are we going to do when we get out of here?" That was something he had been racking his mind and he did not have a solid answer. "Well, I have a cave that is at the farthest reaches of my clans territory, but that could only be a temporary get away since there is constant patrols. We could lay low there for maybe a week." He moved to sit near her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "We will think something out. Aside from you my illusions work fairly well against humans. If we needed to hide in a busy human city I know we could do it. I could be your porky husband if need be. That way we have an excuse as to why we buy lots of meat."<br/><br/>He was spoke in a light tone, but when Clairissa looked at his eyes, he was more then a little worried. When she looked at him he held her eyes for a little while then looked away, he looked deep in thought, but it was hard to tell what about. "Honestly, I don't know. I wish I did. How about we figure out how to  get out of here first," he said reassuringly his hand rubbing her back. "If by then we do want to live amongst civilization, we may have a good way to accomplish that."