Oliver nodded when Sanguine mentioned the wine, and pushed the bottle of actual wine toward her in case she wanted something that wasn't the freshly-spilled vitality of hopefully not an innocent. He didn't know where they got that sort of thing, but he really didn't want it to be from people that had done nothing wrong. Not having much say in the matter didn't help, he supposed. The Paladin quickly reverted back to his normal strategy of not worrying about it, though, and focused on enjoying his meal. While the vampire immediately helped herself to the plate piled with beef, he insisted on going through the meal properly, starting with the salad, and only after he'd finished that, did he moved on to the main courses.

At the Guild Master's insistence, he helped himself to a piece of the roast she seemed to be enjoying so much, but left the rest of it to her. Based on the way she was eating, he figured that nearly-raw meat and blood were probably her staples, and he didn't want to deprive the woman in charge of her sustenance. She was right, though, the beef was very good. It was a little rarer than the warrior typically liked, but beyond that it was excellent. Then the woman had to go apologizing for things beyond her control. He didn't think it was right to just shrug off that sort of thing, which meant he had to actually say something.

"It's not really your fault. I don't see why you should have to apologize." he managed. Then he shrugged. "At least you're not chewing on me." he joked, silently quite pleased by that fact. He wasn't convinced that being vampire food could be any kind of enjoyable, no matter what some people could write down in a book. Again, Oliver pushed the unpleasant thoughts aside, and continued to eat. He made sure to leave some of everything for his companion to try, if she wanted, but beyond that, he powered through most of the food set out for them, horking back surprising quantities of everything, including the wine. 

It was only once he had decided that to eat any more would leave no room for strawberries, that he set his fork down. "Wow... That was really good." he declared, leaning back in his chair, and wondering if Sanguine could even eat strawberries. They didn't seem to fit with her typical dietary requirements, beyond being red, and he didn't really like the idea of eating dessert alone. That just wasn't fair...