"I wasn't aware that you were planning on going, especially not at midday," said Aurus mildly. It was, equally, just simple logic, though it contained within it a bit of a jibe about the attitude Hakkyuu was pulling with him.

For his part, Aurus didn't actually dislike the boy. He had spirit, and spirit was worth something. But that didn't mean he wasn't stubborn and headstrong and foolish, all of which were traits that Aurus was by no means going to indulge.

Regardless, he would feed him though.

Getting smoothly to his feet, the sylvari crossed to the side of the cave where contours--either natural or carved and sanded into the rock--made shelves of a sort. On these sat a number of baskets, each of a different size and shape, most with lids on them.

"You've had nectar," he told Hakkyuu matter-of-factly as he took one of the baskets down, "and a broth made of cactus fruit for two days. There's been sugar and salts in that--something basic to keep you from wasting." He took a cactus fruit from the basket and tossed it to Hakkyuu--it was bright pink and about the size of a fist, and he was curious to see whether or not the boy's reflexes would be good enough to catch it or whether he'd have to pick it up slightly bruise from the floor.

"Here. You'll have to wait until later for something more substantial--I don't cook in the middle of the day. It makes the cave too hot.

"Don't eat the skin."