Dianne looked curiously at nothing, then turned her attention to her crop, "Go on, you can say what's on your mind. I'm not going to hound you or anything."<br/><br/>Desmond laughed as he felt the stupid mage kill himself. He got up and started waking back to the machine he found. He digested the mage and smiled, mages always made him feel better in himself as he took their abilities and made them his own. This is what gave him his power, and each time he ate, he became more powerful, based on what he ate. He stood there at the machine as it whirred away, of course, it was locked from the outside so that a prisoner couldn't escape it and leave. "No, I'll be waiting, and I'll be ready to make sure you understand your place in the food chain."