by Zeryn » Wed Aug 14, 2013 2:39 am
Zeryn stopped, caught, and turned toward the table. "Are you sure?" he said, diplomatically. "I would not want to impose," he said as he walked over to the table. His tray was oddly devoid of fish... mostly because nothing the school could do with fish would taste right to him. At least when they screwed up beef, he didn't realize it.