More dead animal for dinner. Steak sounded pretty good to Kenren. He hadn't tried it before, but he was, as always, open to new experiences. He grinned at Zelnick when he entered the room, going to slide into his seat and grab the tray. Then he frowned. One arm. This was going to be more difficult than he'd anticipated. Great.

"So, how was your day?" he asked, while attempting to cut the steak up into manageable pieces with one hand. He could always take the sling off, but it would hurt and he wasn't certain how much it would actually move.