"It's good to have ambition I guess." Boar said, oddly not hungry for the first time in the entire day. It was kind of nauseating that even nobody kin in other tribes had goals and ambitions. He told himself over and over again that his was to conquer the swamp and come to some sort of eventual end with him as lord over all of it, but part of him also knew that wouldn't make him happy either. He only had two end points and neither seemed good at all.

"Maybe I'll run into you somewhere out there when you do get bored being a lackey. Hopefully not though, you seem decent and my tribe isn't one for restraint."

"There's the first sensible thing you've said," Light said. "You don't smell like you come from a land of milk and honey."

He looked flustered.

"I mean, you smell great. Just not like the only thing that's touched your fur is flower petals. What I want is more than just what one tribe can offer. I mean, don't you think it's better? Having more than one of anything? And..."

He tore his strange eyes away from the table.

"And definitely better than zero."

And that particular little ramble drew Boar's whole and undivided attention. It was familiar was why.

"That's the most Gluttony thing I've heard someone say in a long time." he said. "Look. My tribe isn't like oh come here and join and everything will be good and nice, because it's not. It's a means to an end. It's sharp hooves and sharp minds at my disposal and that's what matters. It's not sitting around watching people ...whatever. We are all about having more than one things, we want everything ultimately. But everything starts somewhere."

He did laugh at the comment about his smell. "I smell like pigs and blood, probably." he said. "I've got more than a few looks since I arrived for it, you don't need to sugar coat it."

Light leaned over to give him a better sniff.

"No," he said. "I mean under that. You smell great."

Boar found himself incredibly conflicted out of nowhere. Normally such a sniff would have earned the sniffer a swift hoof to the face, but Light had just gone on at length about very interesting ambitions. That was enough to stay his attack.

"Me?" he said skeptically. "I've heard worse lines than that I suppose."

"Oh, no," Light said, mock-serious, "I'm probably not even allowed to give lines."

Boar laughed. "True. You aren't allowed to have anything to do with any of the festivities at all, that includes the non food related things correct? That was practically a flirt." He flicked his tail and pawed a hoof at the ground idly.

"Just gotta stand there and watch."

"Nothing that's a distraction," Light affirmed. He puffed out a sigh. "Maybe I could ask for one night off. That's normal, right? Kin get nights off."

Every single journey started with a single step and Boar was of the opinion sometimes one taste was all it took.

"I think you could. Kin do get days off, I'm sure there's someone who could cover for you. One set of eyes is a lot like another. Just grab someone, get them to do it and then take a day off."

"How long are you going to be around?" Light asked Boar seriously.

"Till this little event is over and people start wondering where the food's gone." Boar said with a tusked grin.

Light bent in close with brave intention and left a brisk kiss on the side of Boar'd mouth, right against his bare teeth.

"So meet me later on," Light said, withdrawing to head out, "when I'm off-duty."

It took Boar by surprise, and again he was left rattled by the boldness of the other kin, left wondering why his natural instinct to lash out handn't kicked in this time either.

Having just been munching on some fruit from the spread, his mouth tasted sweet.

More intimidating kin than him would have been killed for such insolence. But this wasn't at home and it wasn't anyone subordinate in rank to him yet.

"I'll think about it." he said. "I'll come back here tonight if I decide to humour you."