"What a surprise, everyone was drawn by the smell of what I assume is a dying carcass," Sable jokingly remarked as he quietly entered the room as he was finished training. He took one good look at Nova's meal and winced. Did Tamaranean cuisine have to smell this bad?

He then mused, "Wasn't Matt gonna cook today? Woulda been edible." His mannerisms were blunt, but that was fine. It kept the other Titans to keep their distance and give him some form of solitude in the tower.