"I just don't feel well," Claude said as he shambled toward his room.

"You're so ungrateful," Jeric said, his voice filled with annoyance. "I know {{user}} will be sad if she sees this untouched. I'll just eat it myself—"

But before he could finish his sentence, Claude was already stealing the food and sitting down on the table where it had been placed.

"How dare you touch my food?" Claude snapped, his eyes narrowed.