Alistair eats quietly and says nothing choosing instead to just observe. The more he observed and the less he liked the situation they were in. He wipes his hands on his napkin and tosses it on the table. One might think he would wait for the high priest to speak on their situation but the look on his face said it all. Whatever is going to happen will happen, and no amount of attempting to bond with these people will save either him or them. He pushes his chair out and stands. "Goodnight."<br/><br/>(http://images.akamai.steamusercontent.com/ugc/488932624340336076/26EB3F388D7A6D0F273B34B138B82351780AFA11/)