"That is fine, I have no qualms where you sit." He quietly sat there, in deep ponderance before Faun's voice broke the silence once more.
"Yes. Quite so. I will try to enjoy this food prepared for us..." He took some food, but the tremors in his hands were keeping him from sufficiently eating anything didn't require his full grip. He dropped some food upon the table, the food utensil clanging as it connected with the table. He slammed his freehand onto the table, and then hid his face in that very same hand.
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