Bast's lower lip pouted out some, a rare moment of depression before his usual flighty nature reasserted itself. Time alone might help this odd man. Besides, Bast disliked being snapped at by anyone who wasn't family. This Albel person clearly wasn't Bellatrix or Dolph.

"There, there now. No need to get so upset. You just eat and maybe you'll feel better later."

Giving Albel a cheerful smile, Bast picked up his tray and headed back towards the food laid out. Seconds were a welcomed treat for him, and he wanted somemore of whatever was up there. Then he could find someone nice to talk to around here.