[Salone]

The only refreshment that would slake Na'lsa's hunger at the moment would be his hungry maw devouring the Chaplain before them. It took all his will to stifle back the hunger, the urge to consume. Cain had been a lovely fuel for his growing fire, but it was quickly becoming unstable. In his mind he saw that he only had two options: Slake his thirst, or ignore it and eventually be consumed by it in all-out madness. But for the moment, he willed himself to ignore it.

"N-No thank you. I don't plan on eating just yet."