Devaguea nodded to the answer, before settling in to enjoy his meal. Bandits were tomorrow's problem. Right now, food was the big problem, but it had an easy solution. Once everything was set up for the night, Devaguea went up to the room, and stared at the sky for a while. Once he was certain everyone was asleep, he started doing stretches with his wings, before trying to fly. He didn't get off the ground, but he could start training his wings now. After an hour of wing exercises, he slipped back inside, and went to sleep.