Sol swallowed the hunk of meat he had just so glee began eating and stood up and walked over to Mithrail inspecting her closely. "And I don't like your tone much either. I don't what kinda privilaged life of luxury you came from but around here you get to do it yourself, whether it comes to getting food or fighting." Sol said angrily restraining himself from adusting his sword as he often did when he was angry.