Oliver looked up when Sanguine asked if he didn't want dessert. "I just feel bad, enjoying it without you." he offered in reply. He supposed she was right though, there was no point in wasting it. The Paladin wondered what the Guild Master was supposed to do for dessert, and decided he would have to mention that to the kitchen staff. It was just as easy for him to enjoy dessert on his own afterward, there was no need for the vampire to be tormented by such things. All the same, since it was already laid out, he pulled the plate over in front of himself, and dug in to the simple, yet delicious final course. The warrior still thought it was unfair, even as he delighted in the fresh fruit mixed with sugar and whipped cream. He couldn't bring himself to say he didn't like it, though. That was going too far.

When the servants returned to clear away the dishes, Oliver wasted no time in catching the attention of their leader, offering the man a frown as he brought up the most pressing issue he could see. "So, you just didn't think to bring a dessert for the Guild Master, or what? Vampires deserve dessert, too." he tried to keep his outrage under control, but a little slipped out. Even Pelor's more wrathful side was still an advocate for justice...