He never suspected he wouldn't eat every day, but he supposed some slaves didn't have that luxury. Suddenly, that made him sad. He was so starving at the auction camp and for some slaves to still experience so little? How cruel. He was certainly glad his clan's pack wasn't like that towards their slaves, but this was an eye opener. Supernaturals were supposed to protect and help humans. All he he saw as a slave more and more was the opposite.
At least, not with Tabi. Nodding at her, he continued to eat and drink. "Ah won't become ill," he promised her. "Ah got a strong stomach. So strong, they can't make me into haggis!" He laughed at his own, poor joke, then went back to eating.