"...Hm. Well, that's certainly a workaround..." Tiral sighed, shaking his head. "My apologies for jumping to such conclusions so quickly, but in any case... Yes, I could do with a more filling meal."

Shrugging his shoulders at Marianne's explanation (which, quite frankly, was a tad abnormal given the usual learning curve of magic of any sort), Tiral noticed that his fellow knight seemed thoroughly embarrassed about the entire ordeal.

Maybe it was time to give it a break. For now, at least. He'd act like he saw nothing for the moment, though, lest he make the situation any worse.

The movement of the giant wolf did startle the mage, though, which caused him to turn towards the source of its spontaneous anger. If it was any case similar to his, then... Well...

Probably just another case of unknown identity. Hopefully, whatever person was over there (he couldn't quite make out any clear features) would either leave or just... Come over and greet them? The longer he waited, the worse the situation might become...