He reached down grabbing you roughly and pulling you up to him by your wrist. "You are my food, but I've never treated you as I should treat food. A meal is meant to be finished. I don't need to stay stuck on the one dish as there are plenty more. I've let you think you're more special than any other dish that's been displayed upon me, haven't I? My apologies, I won't have you mistaken for much longer." He said harshly as you tried to help him in his drunk state after rejecting his feelings.