Nam often prefers to keep his bone picking to the comfort of his own home, though exceptions can be made under the right circumstances, of course! Exceptions can always be made. This exact moment is not one of those times, though. At this exact moment, he continues to snack on the smaller pieces of meat as he watches the bird out of the corner of his eye.

He grabs one of the cloth napkins from the table to wipe his hand (he may not have been tearing the meat apart but he has been picking at it with his fingers) as he sits back in the chair, crossing one leg over the other, then his arms across his chest.

"And refuse such a gracious invitation from dear Iseul? Just what do you take me for, pigeon?"