Claire took the sandwhich she had made and was about to take a bite when she saw Narora's stack. It was huge, and she stared at it for a few moments. Maybe Chains have larger appetites? Not wanting to be rude and ask, she simply took a bite of her own, glancing over every now and then to see how Narora would eat all of them.

Narora smiled as he began to eat...well... more like Inhale... The large mountain of sandwiches was starting to dwindle down as his hands were a blur eating.

It was amazing he didn't gain an ounce from just eating it... then again... he was a chain so he might have worked out a lot to keep in shape. He sat back and patted his stomach with a happy smile and sigh. The stack was gone... in under a minute and a half...

Claire stared at Narora, unintentionally, when she realized how quickly he had eaten all of the sandwiches. While all of his seemed to be gone in no time at all, she wasn't even finished with her own. "Wow," she said without thinking, and then blushed in embarrassment. How could she have been so rude? "S-sorry..."

Narora waved her off, smiling lightly. "It's fine, I've had worse things said about it." In truth, people had always said along the same line of things she had just said. He just told her that to make her feel better, rather than saying that everyone says the same thing.

He smirked inwardly, thinking of something to say to embarrass her more. "Ya know...-" he stopped when he heard the door's handle jiggle and stood up quickly, putting on a mask to keep up his 'Royal' act. Inside, he was hoping she wouldn't remember to ask him later what he was going to say, now that he had a clear mind after eating.

When Narora jumped up Claire quickly glanced towards to door. Someone was coming in, she realized. She moved by Narora's side and brushed herself off. Then she pulled at her sleeves and adjusted her cloak, and straighted her posture. It was the best she could think of to do to pull off someone important. Anxiously she stood, waiting for whoever it was to come in.

As the door opened, Narora had to resist the urge to grab hold of his gun when a soldier appeared and walked in.

When the man, or woman... he couldn't tell behind that helm, saw them, he immediately pointed a sword at them. He must not have been informed that they were there.

"Who are you?! Why are you in here?!" He called to them in a fierce voice, trying to intimidate them.

Narora cleared his throat, and got that look in his eyes again, he smirked inwardly when he saw the soldier flinch slightly. "Is this how you treat your guests?" He called out, his voice slightly elevated.

Claire listened to Narora and watched the guard's reaction. She decided that the way she had spoken to the servants earlier wasn't going to work this time. She hardened her voice and her expression held both annoyance and anger, "You would dare to raise a weapon to us? Two people who were invited here, and are simply enjoying our time? We gave specific instructions to not be disturbed. Shall I report this incident to the head of the house?" Her act sounded genuine, hopefully the guard believed it.