He took some time to get over his depressed little hump, keeping on his chaise that he now barely fit on due to his bulkier size. He hated that Ulvir did everything for him, but he just couldn't bring himself to help. He still wanted to die after all. He tried to hide his hunger pangs, not wanting her to know he still refused to eat. It was driving him crazy, but if he couldn't taste her sweetness anymore then there wasn't a point.