Of course. My lord always wants to make sure his servants are well fed.
[moves back a step] Go somewhere else if you want your food.
But as you said, I came here just for that.
And I said to go somewhere else.
Is that any way to treat an old friend?
Whoa, since when were we friends? Now, acquaintances, maybe.
Well I don't want you to eat me.
Honestly. How many body parts do you need in order to keep living a relatively normal life?
I'd rather bring someone with me. Such a trip sounds like it would be wise to bring a snack.
Why me? Take one of the tasty Walkers across the street with you!
Does it really matter that much, Brinn?
It does to my body parts.
Body parts don't have feelings.
No, they have nerves--why are we still talking? There's no way in hell you're going to get close enough to take a bite, so get lost.
I'm being kicked out so suddenly? Your manners need to improve or else you'll never serve under a respectable lord as I do.
That doesn't matter to me.
How lucky. I wonder if that's why I hate you.
Oh really? That's new.
Might have always been there.
Along with wanting to eat me?
That goes without saying, doesn't it?
Those better be for the guy you're killing after you leave.
Because I don't feel like givin' you an arm just so your stomach is happy.
I cannot change what I am, you know.
No, but you can choose what or who you want to eat.
Aw, hell, I'm going to get eaten aren't I?