Furnace happily accepted the bowl.
To his surprise the food was already warm. Cautiously he put the stew to lips and imediately he was assaulted by a storm of new flavors.

This was without a shadow of a doubt his new definition of 'food'.
Whatever the stale goop was he had been given all these years, it could no longer do justice to the word.

Rapidly he wolfed the soup down as he followed the conversations around the table. This figure was boasting to his steel friend about how many friends he had aquired, and how he was planning to make more.

He must be a powerfull entity to hold so many pacts at once.