>"I am! And he isn't my pet."
>"This would be Rook, he's my assistant, and I think you owe him an apology."
>"Oh! A slave! Good for you. Helps to have someone do dirty work. Sorry for mistaking it."
>Mystia turns around and starts grilling the lamprey.
>"Now would Crook want some food? Be sure not to get his mange anywhere, I follow health standards."
>Rook says nothing but walks around to the back of the cart.