"I don't need food."
**It was better not to say that his kind didn't sleep either - for him, the room was a pointless endeavour, a means to show that he had no desire to be with the girl while she slept; but intended to remain at a suitably close proximity in case she needed his help. A glance was given at the girl, a lightning-fast calculation of her age was undertaken, before he looked back to the waitress.**
"Until she's old enough to make her own way. About ten years."
**His mind put the total at 4,200 gold immediately. An amount that would be galling to anyone else - but didn't trouble him. After all, for a creature that could materialise such things out of thin air; there was little to concern himself over. On the table behind him, without any degree of thought or effort, a large hessian bag appeared - it bulged with the coins inside of it and the table creaked very slightly from the new weight suddenly on it. Coma allowed a gesture to the bag, quietly instructing the waitress to take it and buying her favour, for Lizz more than himself, with a single smooth comment.**
"That should be more than enough... take any extra and feed your children."
**There had been no effort to trick the waitress into wishing as he had with Moras - despite slightly irritating him, there was no reason to steal her soul and doom her to an eternity of torment and misery. Besides, the extra money might see her watching over and growing protective of the girl when he couldn't be there...**
**He returned his attention to Lizz, who had just about finished her meal; carefully stepping closer to her and studying her bandaged foot - it seemed to have stopped bleeding at least...**