Heidrich shook his head slowly, "No thank you, I require nothing." He had finished a meal on the way over, and besides that he always liked to know exactly where his blood had come from. As he studied the man with the title of praetor he couldn't help think of his lost master that had told him stories of fighting Romans back when he was still a mortal of the German Barbarian Tribes. After a minute or so Heidrich's mind refocused and he stood rigid as he waited to take the next step forward.