He grinned at Jashah, before using an exaggerated french accent. "Non missiere, whe do not haz ztrange foodz, whe zimply haz foodz you are non uzed too."<br/><br/>He pretended to cough, and shook his head. "Sorry, couldn't resist, but yeah, I was just trying to decide if I should be mildly insulted or amused. But since they are official guards, gonna be amused. Hell, two of them couldn't stop one of the constructs on a good day for them, and I can take every last one of my constructs without trying too terribly hard. So, about that meal, are we close? Had to put up with my personal mind demon and the local one here talking WAY over my head. But just a little slice from it, don't be too surprised if these people start flipping out in about fifty years or so. The local one was arguing about not having a physical form, and I suggested it just make one, after all, I am sure some of the priestesses or whatever you all call them wouldn't mind helping."