College was not really a silverware kind of guy, and so it didn't occur to him not to use his fingers to pull apart a piece of pork and then pop it into his mouth. "He's a bitter old bastard." He said decisively, and licked the grease from his thumb and forefinger. "And I hope his balls fall off." College added, smiling unkindly. He was very glad that what the boar did to Adonis hadn't stuck. He felt warm and happy in the ancient god's presense. It was .. nice, to have someone who not only wanted to fuck him, but also wanted to do things for him. Glibt was a great friend, but he had clearly been wrong about Adonis. "I'll just call you Mrs. Cleaver, then." He said with a happy smirk. He picked up his wine glass and watched the liquid as it shifted. "Is it wrong-" He asked in a softer voice, "That all want to do with this is lick it off of you?"