Luna sighed as the plate was taken from her, and settled her hands in her lap complacently. She was lucky to be fed at all, she knew, so she wasn't going to complain, but it did seem unfair that he begrudged her even this small amount of time. "You're not leaving already, are you?" she asked, plaintively. She realized she still held the fork; he hadn't summoned that along with the plate. She got to her feet, and holding it up so that he could see it, walked over toward him. "Besides, you forgot the fork after all that."