This is total shit. She should get up and leave. She should call out his desperate bullshit for the obvious trap it is and go find somewhere else with food that doesn't come with owing some undefined favor to a necromancer with creepy eyes pretending to be the King Undying.

Instead, she knocks the side of her fist against the table restlessly. Her expression becomes no less serious.

"Are you asking me to... throw you a bone?"