Paul didn't know why he had come other than to maaaaaaybe be here in case things went to....down there? Y'know? He felt sort of responsible for his students, as he should. He was shocked to see REAL food here and not rotting food--though, it was a good kind of surprised because the white-haired man was S T A R V I N G!

Giving a nod of his head to the friar, he headed right for the food table, possibly pushing aside either a small student or an elf--SORREH?

PAUL MYERS COMING THROUGH