Salem awoke to see the man who was next to Cole in that abhorrent warehouse carrying a tray. His first action was to put a bug on him to ensure there would be no surprises in the future. Setting the tray down he explained why Cole himself didn't come. "Cole is a 'busy' man. He's currently taking care of some 'important' matters." Picking up a spoon he proceeded to feed Salem porridge from the tray. While he was eating, Salem used Eyes of the Machinist to see what Cole was doing. Salem feared the worst, and those fears turned out to be true. Cole was going down on a young catgirl, who was likely no older than six. Nearly vomiting the porridge he had just eaten, Salem stopped using Eyes of the Machinist.
After seeing such a horrific scene, Salem stopped opening his mouth for Cole's subordinate.
"Oh, you're full, huh?" He seemed surprised Salem ate so little. "Alright then. Your next meal is at 12:00. How are your burns? Has your injured state ended?"
Salem responded with a thumbs down, hoping to keep Alec as far away from him as possible. Although he still had the injured debuff, he had decided to leave today. Hopefully killing Cole in the process. In order to completely guarantee his success, he was going to free a bunch of the soon-to-be slaves and escape with them, or better yet, getting them to start a riot. After Cole's subordinate left, Salem began to craft his suit.