He was looking at a fork like it was the most disdainful thing before he picks it up, his motions a little clumsy with it, but from the look of bliss that comes across his face, he is enjoying his coq du riesling - though he covers his mouth, swallowing before he answers Maya's question.

"It may seem strange, but food is just as powerful as magic - never underestimate what a good meal can do for someone's morale, and it's only fair that you should at least get something good out of this."