He easily kept up with the night sphinx, as he thought of her, and slid into his seat as the meal was placed. Offered her the heavier dishes first, the ones more to her carnivorous tastes, though since Blossom had prepared it, the actual meat was either absent, or few and far between. He was content with the bread, nuts, and salad, though he dug in deeply into those, idly curious as to what all the calories he had been taking in lately would do to his trim. He needed to be combat ready, not fat and happy.<br/><br/>Conversation was light, for the most part, though he kept it on the capabilities of magic, since he had pretty much been winging it the entire time, and was going to get someone killed if that continued. And it probably wouldn't be him that died.