Kurze or Cruise as he still thought of himself spent the time before the feast having a bath. He had scrubbed as best he could and now sat in the water just soaking and meditating. He felt the lap of the water against his chest as it was disturbed by his breathing. He was still having trouble reconciling their current objective for the next day with the hope that he had previously had of leaving violence against him. The feast and any covert subterfuge to help Cornelious's friends seemed far easier to accept. He dressed again after trying to scrub out any stains in his clothes.<br/><br/>At the party he had taken to enjoying the meal, not racing through it however he was going at a steady pace. It had been some time since he had this much food to eat and it might be a long time again before he got another chance. He was eating meat from a plate with his hands as he listened to the others. He swallowed and spoke clearly<strong> "I'm not the lightest on my feet, I do seem to be able to move quickly now but I'm as noisy as ever."</strong>He grinned and licked his thumb, one way or another he was set to enjoy this party.<strong> "I'm sure there is some way I can help though."</strong>