When they were in the kitchen and the food was placed on the table, he just stood there and watched them before smiling again at the woman named Debina, but inside he was screaming at her to hurry up as he really was starving.
Debina seemed oblivious to his thoughts, but she excused herself after asking Arren if he still needed something and told him to call them only if he truly needed something. Arren simply replied politely and nodded to her. With that, Debina and the hotel staff exited the room.
Arren only ate the food when he was alone. He was completely stuffed when he finished eating. Arren sighed contentedly and leaned back in his seat. Food was sometimes the best form of therapy. Arren was suddenly lethargic; it had to be the food coma. Of course, he restrained himself. He did, however, believe that he had overdone it. He didn't regret eating too much, though.
