Snorri looks over at Garik.

Looks like I'm not the only one who is scared to show themselves in public.

His eyes roam about until settling on Valtam

A druid type eh? Scum. I just hope his wolf doesn't catch Amon's smell on me, they never seem to take to kindly to the scent of demons.

Feeling that his food was getting a bit cold he quickly ducks his head down and, hoping no one is watching lets a lick of flame spurt out of his mouth to warm it up. He then continues to eat.