Elfangor felt almost cheerful as he walked into the room. The smell of food was overpowering and it was food he had eaten before. He gathered as much as he could and went to sit at a table. He looked around before eating.

He knew he really should start working on finding out more information about this place and the going-ons of the 'patients' but there was food and his mouth was watering just thinking about eating it.

He supposed he could always wait until after lunch.