08-19-2016, 04:04 AM
His parents had always told him to stay away from auctions less he wanted to be snatched up himself and sold off to a dingy old seeder. He found it a bit ironic how quick they'd been to sell him off though. They were happy with their barrels of spice and Fenris? Well, he was alive, he couldn't ask for much more than that. Fenris had continued to eat but paused when Darren told him to stop. He looked down at the sandwich warily for a moment and placed it back down onto the plate. "I've already eaten some of it," he said worriedly, following Darren's gaze as he looked for their waitress. "What's wrong with it?"