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Raziel looked up from having been pensively staring at the stitching in the hallway runner and raised his claws, politely returning your gesture in greeting.

“I know nothing I knew in my brief and violent mortal life, I’m afraid.”

“In fact I have very little grasp on the concept of spice-?” The statement lilted into an inquisitive tone as if he were indeed unsure. “I have never had to eat food.” Raziel paused, the word food sounding foreign in his head.

“Perhaps we can ask Ariel.”