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Songrose smiled at Yamane, then back to the human. "Actually, you're right; as Disir said, he doesn't like eating any food that your kind eat. And I simply can't eat those foods; I miss them sometimes, but they never want to stay down...although I'm not positive about what Yamane likes to eat," she explained, and looked back to Yamane. "I know I don't have to, but sometimes I miss being able to cook. It's just as much for me to be able to do something I like as being a gracious host, you see?" She grimaced at Disir's messing eating, although she knew the human was to take that to be a warning. This was why she was relaly the only person he could call a friend. He wasn't exactly polite, but that wasn't the biggest problem. No, the really big thing that kept him from having friends was his attitude that no one could be trusted without enough time for him to warm up to and even start to trust them.

She shook her head as he passed by. "You'll have to forgive him; his kind believe that relationships and bonds make you weak, and so everything about him is designed to keep others away. Believe it or not, it's much easier to make a friend of him than another of his kind. He really is nice, once you get to know him." She would have to apologize to him later. She had only been trying to be nice, and liked to have company; she wasn't saying that he was bad company, but sometimes she liked to have larger groups of company to talk with. Variety is always much more fun. The human didn't seem to be suspicious until she had mentioned food, but gave a grin, hoping to allay whatever fears he had. "I wouldn't worry too much; Disir just ate, and I just came back from feeding, myself. Unless Yamane hasn't eaten in a while, I don't think any of us are really hungry or thirsty enough to bother you too much."