Ceres shrugged, looking innocent. "As you can probably smell, I don't have it on me. So, sit down and help me pick this roast clean and tell me all about it, and then we can go to the Brass tacks of negotiating over who gets what. It's apparent that all three of us want the trinket, but the question is why, and for what purpose."<br/><br/>She sliced off a piece of meat, the scent of baked mutton mouthwatering in the warm air. Using her knife to fold the slice over she neatly stuffed the small slice into her mouth, chewing thoughtfully, and using a fingertip to catch a stray drip of reddish juice. Swallowing the small mouthful, she slowly inserted her finger into her mouth, sucking the meat juice off of her taloned fingertip. "So, Why do you want it? And Be honest. You're not the only person that can 'read' someone."