To quieten our son
"Magnus, eat more. I've heard that you hardly take your lunch or dinner meals. I know blood suffices your entire body's needs, but this food is of your choice, cooked according to your body requirements," Margaret said as she scolded him for always neglecting his meals.
"Mother forgot that I've been like this for years. This sudden concern isn't something Mother should show now. What happened yesterday won't be repeated again," Magnus proclaimed with assurance.
"Seems like Magnus won't listen to us, Dear," Esmond stated, glancing at her. "Perhaps if Alora were to persuade him, he might be more inclined to listen," he suggested, hoping to find a solution.
"Alora is well aware of my dietary preferences. She understands that I find sustenance in blood, not in meals," Magnus clarified. He dabbed the napkin across his mouth, bringing a sudden awkward silence on the table.