[Not that there is any competition at hand, but once Silas got started, he was easily devouring his own weight in food. Gluttony was his vice of choice, needing something to overindulge in. It's not a given trait to the druids, but Silas in particular had a bottomless stomach and appetite to match.

The festival was easy to at least blend in with. He'd very much tried to not double back to any stalls too quickly. In a few cases, it can't really be helped... or by Silas it can't be helped.

By the third time he's run into Era doing the same thing, he has to give a withered kind of laugh to acknowledge it]

Ah, w, well, at least I'm not the only person who can't have enough?