Part of Fendros was glad that Meesei appeared to have a desire to stop arguing for the moment. Again, she was right. Fendros was tired and worked up from transforming. He set himself down on the offered seat with his knees up and his forearms resting on them. "I would mention that I know how to skin a creature, I had hunted for long enough before all this to know that much at least... but I haven't skinned an ogre before." Fendros ended his statement with a sharp exhale that had a hint of a laugh behind it. He looked to one side and tried to think of something to ask now that he had the opportunity.

It was a few moments before Fendros conceded that the only questions he had immediately were indirect insults that would perpetuate his outburst. "I suppose I can answer your questions. I can't think of anything to ask right-... hold on. Now that I think of it..." Fendros' tone was quieter and less venomous than his previous rant as he continued, "Why does everyone but Janius eat their meat raw? Beyond the whole food poisoning business, I would have thought that the cooked meat was tastier."