"Please. I like meat as much as anyone else but... This monster... Scares me. Not to mention if you and I share one of these, that's still three more sandwiches. Buddy doesn't eat, remember?" That's when the scaled elf took out what appeared to be some form of waxed paper. "Don't worry, we can wrap it up for your to take with you. Just bake it inside a pot to reheat it." Shortfang licked his hands and lips as he finished his sandwich. "Delish! Gunna go now, bye!" Shortfang hopped off his stool and went back to his room to get geared up. Pylia just signed and sat down at the bar, asking for a plate and some utensils. "I guess we should eat breakfast. I'll... I'll try and finish one myself."